I can be a right grumpy cunt if someone wakes me from my meeting with Morpheus, or wakes me out of my nod.
Before a dose fully kicks in, on the someup, I always get a severe case of motormouth, and start simultaneously typing and chittering away like foamy the squirrel on a caffeine overdose, and the same goes for forums, I type so many posts, although usualy good ones.
Weed is the opposite though, I am autistic, and don't really do social small talk, unless someone has an educated soapbox to stand upon, or has something humorous, or worthwhile to say, weed makes me go uber-autie and I just cannot be ARSED to bother with social niceties, unless I just got a few close friends round, gettting a party on
I usually log into the aspies for freedom chatroom, and just while away the time, never a place better for citizen chemistry enthusiasts, goths and fellow autistics, anything goes, from computer science and gaming to ethnopharmacology and psychotropic researchers.
Auties rock, as they say
See^ the above, for an accidental account of said motormouth coming into effect, from a bottle of pulmo bailley cough elixir, 40mg morphine sulfate, two cans of wifebeater, soon to add another 40, and have just been smoking
tutti-frutti scented skunk, some fresh Columbian Cubensis aborts fresh from the substrate, and a mug of Amanita muscaria (Fly Agaric) tea
Lestat is officially motormouthed up to the fuckingness, as you can see
