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Yeah from what I hear even if the hurricane bounces away from the coast and eastwardly like it is doing, NC up to NY will be bombarded with a serious amount of rain. Best of luck to you Xorky and all my friends of the NE.. This isn't the first I've heard of your roof leaking issues.. Sounds like its kind of time for a new roof, ay?

Indeed it is... only problem is, that's expensive shit and I can't afford it. When it stops raining I'm gonna go up there and patch it. And hopefully I can find someone who knows what they're doing to help me re-roof it eventually. I've helped re-roof something before but I wouldn't feel comfortable doing it alone.
 
Indeed it is... only problem is, that's expensive shit and I can't afford it. When it stops raining I'm gonna go up there and patch it. And hopefully I can find someone who knows what they're doing to help me re-roof it eventually. I've helped re-roof something before but I wouldn't feel comfortable doing it alone.

My father was an industrial roofer, very hard job, and not one to do alone. Even your own roof. It's expensive and if done wrong the price will just keep going up...
 
Roofing. Put the tool in my hand, I will do the work. But I hate doing the thinking on roofs. Might be easy for some, and probably is for me, but I hate it too much to try!

Question:

Why do I hate to think?

Hmmmm

Try not to hate (is difficult) - maybe find a low place to start.

Confidence!
 
Wow... I just learned that I was peaking on 450ug AL-LAD when a landmark for a crazier period of my life was demolished by explosion this morning. The YMCA building in downtown Des Moines. I lived there for a couple of months. It was my first home in Iowa. Check out this video.



I lived on the top floor right in the middle, and looked over the river, two bridges, onto a shining gold dome.
 
I need some advice from you guys. How exactly do you determine or define what is a profound trip on psychedelics (in this case LSD but unimportant). A more exacting question may be if a trip is indeed profound, what about it do you try to incorporate into your life afterwards? Is it sensuous, meaning that what you see while under the influence makes you greater appreciate the world around you while sober? Or is it mental, for example taking the thoughts you have while tripping and utilizing them to have insights on your everday thoughts. Or perhaps emotional, meaning the state of well being experienced can act as a model for you while not using the drug?

This may seem silly but I have never been a firm believer in the profundity of the psychedelic experience, but my trip on Saturday is making me feel different. I have always thought of psychedelics like any other drug, meaning after the effects are over, the person goes back to neutral and needn't bother with worrying about what it all meant.

If it helps, I could try and explain what occurred but I suck at writing trip reports.
 
That's a crazy coincidence, Just A Guy!

I need some advice from you guys. How exactly do you determine or define what is a profound trip on psychedelics (in this case LSD but unimportant). A more exacting question may be if a trip is indeed profound, what about it do you try to incorporate into your life afterwards? Is it sensuous, meaning that what you see while under the influence makes you greater appreciate the world around you while sober? Or is it mental, for example taking the thoughts you have while tripping and utilizing them to have insights on your everday thoughts. Or perhaps emotional, meaning the state of well being experienced can act as a model for you while not using the drug?

All of the above?

Explaining what happened probably wouldn't hurt.
 
Yeah I get it can be a combo, just interested in everyone's opinion. I shall try to explain what happened but need to ruminate on it a bit. It makes sense in my head but may have a hard time putting it into words.
 
Yeah I get it can be a combo, just interested in everyone's opinion. I shall try to explain what happened but need to ruminate on it a bit. It makes sense in my head but may have a hard time putting it into words.

Take all the time you need. Believe I know that these things are not always easily explained.

My opinion on this:

This may seem silly but I have never been a firm believer in the profundity of the psychedelic experience, but my trip on Saturday is making me feel different. I have always thought of psychedelics like any other drug, meaning after the effects are over, the person goes back to neutral and needn't bother with worrying about what it all meant.

It sounds like you are thinking of drugs as essentially throwing a wrench into the cogs of our brain machine, just creating chaos until they leave us. Instead I propose to you a much more complicated image: the brain is a machine which is specifically designed to take in varying types of wrenches and bounce them from one cog to a next until they leave us, in such a way that specifically alters the flow of the system towards ideal functioning. Your brain is already wired to do things on its own that we would consider profound using certain wrenches, like serotonin and dopamine, so when you throw a similarly-shaped wrench into the machine you are more likely to cause a disruption pattern that still has a similarly profound impact, only the timing and intensity of the impact is under your control. Sometimes you will only get massive amounts of chaos yes, but other times you might touch upon something real.
 
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you guys, THAT SECRET RAVE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WAS SO FUCKING COOL

when I got there I went to go take a dab and someone randomly gave me a bump of 40mg of really good MXE, and I took some LSD as well. I was coming down off of cocaine when I dosed and ended up violently puking/purging everything pukable within my body. It seemed like I was throwing up food from like 3 days prior. Then I was convinced my body had like no nutrients left in it and I was basically unable to walk for almost two hours. When I finally got people to give me food (which was hard seeing as nobody had food and we were in the middle of nowhere) I managed to regain enough HP to go back into the party. Then I was running on no energy and MXE and LSD were the only things keeping me awake but I was still attempting to talk to people. I was more spun than anyone else there and it was hilarious but everyone was really nice to me! I never would have imagined being invited to such a

highlights of the party: Some kids wearing cat ears and tails were hopelessly ignorant about wanting to find MDMA, and tried to get me to help them. I ended up just giving them like a 40 minute history lesson on MDMA/shulgin and telling him someone was coming with MDA which warranted another 30 minute explanation only to conclude with him being like, "idk I think I'll stick to MDMA that sounds scary" and me just facepalming hardcore thinking he was probably just going to get ripped off by a random person.

anyways 30 minutes later I'm chilling with the dude who gave me MXE and his friend walks up who happens to be some beautiful forest fairy looking lady complete with long blonde hair, a big fur coat, and a wooden staff with jewels and lights put into the top. I was on acid and MXE so this lady looked seriously like an elf. I was completely flabbergasted and unable to really say anything at first, then the annoying cat ear kid comes up and asks her for MDMA and she ends up giving him free crystalline MDMA that I could tell was really fuckin good. She asked him how much he wanted and he was like, "however much you're willing to give me!" looking like he just won the lottery or something. She gave him a bit, and he just fingerdipped it like an idiot and was wincing from the taste. Apparently it wasn't enough for him and he kept asking her for more but she said no. Either way that cat ear kid getting so incredibly lucky in his quest for MDMA had me cracking the fuck up because he was literally magically blessed by the MDMA forest fairy.
 
Either way that cat ear kid getting so incredibly lucky in his quest for MDMA had me cracking the fuck up because he was literally magically blessed by the MDMA forest fairy.

Hahaha! :D I'm jealous! I want to get blessed by the forest fairy!
 
Thank God summer is over. Hottest summer in FL on record or something. It basically changed over night. Sixties last night and low 70s today. Now I can go outside again and do stuff. When its over 90 degrees outside I don't even like being outdoors or going to the beach. Now beautiful weather until April. FL summers are awful but the rest of the year is great. Good times. :)
 
I totally get disliking summer in Florida. But man, I don't feel that way. I'm always sad to see it go. :( At least Fall is beautiful here but I am in bliss when I can spend my free time in the mountains, hiking, camping and climbing in rivers. And then going back to play music and chill and grill and it stays light til 9...

I need some advice from you guys. How exactly do you determine or define what is a profound trip on psychedelics (in this case LSD but unimportant). A more exacting question may be if a trip is indeed profound, what about it do you try to incorporate into your life afterwards? Is it sensuous, meaning that what you see while under the influence makes you greater appreciate the world around you while sober? Or is it mental, for example taking the thoughts you have while tripping and utilizing them to have insights on your everday thoughts. Or perhaps emotional, meaning the state of well being experienced can act as a model for you while not using the drug?

This may seem silly but I have never been a firm believer in the profundity of the psychedelic experience, but my trip on Saturday is making me feel different. I have always thought of psychedelics like any other drug, meaning after the effects are over, the person goes back to neutral and needn't bother with worrying about what it all meant.

If it helps, I could try and explain what occurred but I suck at writing trip reports.

An experience is profound if it's profound to you. :) I find it helps to write/talk these things out... for me, it helps me to focus what I think about it, and to bounce it off others (in this sort of setting anyway, not always with people in real life, depends on the people).
 
So... I went up on my roof to check out what happened. When I got back from vacation there was a HUGE dead branch in my driveway next to my house and it also sliced through a few smaller branches on a smaller tree on its way down... this branch is big enough that I have to slice it into multiple sections to be able to move it. I thought it didn't hit the house at all because of where it was, but it turns out a smaller side branch of it is sticking through my roof. The hole is a few inches around. I have a plan I've come up with to fix it without having to hire a roofer (at least until such a time as I can have my roof redone)... anyone have any input on this plan?

- Wait til the sun dries my house (no rain forecast for a few days but right now it's still very wet because I'm in the shade)
- Pull up the roofing shingles around the area carefully
- Get a square of board (smooth not plywood) and put a few coats of polyurethane over it to make it water repellant
- Screw it down over the hole
- Caulk the edges very well
- Put new roofing shingles back down over it. This will be the trickest part because the patch will be raised compared to the rest of the roof. However my entire roof slopes downward at a fairly steep angle. I'm thinking, first put plastic sheeting over it. Then, put a row of shingles down starting with the top ABOVE where the board starts, and ending on the board. Then lay them down the same as you normally would on the board and some will hang off the bottom too and can be fastened to the ones existing below it. And the sides shouldn't matter as long as the board is exactly as wide as X number of shingles so it fits in exactly between existing shingles, and then I can caulk along the edge to prevent water from getting between them.
 
Here's what you need to do and what a roofer would do.

Tear up the old shingles gently and save them. If you don't, the new ones wont match. If you use new ones, you can spray paint it with a grey color to lighten then up a bit to match.
Square off the hole with a skil saw or sawz all.
Use a couple 2 x 4s as nailers to nail the plywood down to. Doesn't have to be structural for a couple inch patch.
Use peel and stick to cover the plywood. You can use tar paper too but its against code in FL. Peel and stick is better tho.
Shingle and put bull around the heads of the nails and any spots that need it. You can buy bull in a tube for a caulk gun too to hit any loose ends.
You don't want to use caulk it wont seal, you need tar.
Be careful with the tar, it can make a mess. Use WD40 or pneumatic oil to get it off your hands. The orange stuff wont help you!

Done.
 
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How exactly do you determine or define what is a profound trip on psychedelics (in this case LSD but unimportant).

To me, a profound trip offers some kind of measurable, tangible benefit. If I learn something important about myself, gain self-confidence, gain motivation, or any other lasting effect that improves my quality of life, that's a profound trip to me.

In my experience, the benefits of psychedelics don't usually hit me like a ton of bricks, in a sudden mind-shattering revelation during the peak of an intense trip. It's more like, over the course of dozens of trips, I've slowly but surely developed and refined my understanding of who I am, and how I can be a stronger person.

A more exacting question may be if a trip is indeed profound, what about it do you try to incorporate into your life afterwards?

I don't have to try to incorporate a profound trip into my life. It happens automatically. You don't really have to try to incorporate your first grade math lessons into adding 5 plus 5. You automatically know that it's 10.

Is it sensuous, meaning that what you see while under the influence makes you greater appreciate the world around you while sober? Or is it mental, for example taking the thoughts you have while tripping and utilizing them to have insights on your everday thoughts. Or perhaps emotional, meaning the state of well being experienced can act as a model for you while not using the drug?

To an extent, all of the above.
 
Thank God summer is over. Hottest summer in FL on record or something. It basically changed over night. Sixties last night and low 70s today. Now I can go outside again and do stuff. When its over 90 degrees outside I don't even like being outdoors or going to the beach. Now beautiful weather until April. FL summers are awful but the rest of the year is great. Good times. :)

Aw man.. I'm not sure where you're at in FL, or how long you've been down here.. But I find the summers to be the most pleasant. I must be a lizard. Because for the first couple of years that I was down here I couldn't wait for winter.. But last winter especially was so damn frigid (I know with only a few days reaching the 40s in the very early pre-sunrise mornings, and averaging 60-70 degrees in the day, what a wimp) but even that was too cold for me. I guess I've grown too accustomed..
It was definitely a hot summer. But I can cope. But that's just me.

I'm on day 16 of no benzos.. Still haven't even considered taking one.. I'm most likely going to stop counting the days soon since for the past 4-5 days I've not gotten any heart beating out of my chest feelings (which was the worst reoccurring feeling, other than the terrible, practical insomnia with the little sleep I did get only providing me with terrible nightmares) so I feel like the worst of a many year addiction is finally over.. To think I was at one point on 15-20mgs per day and finally got down to .125mgs of klonopin per day before finally feeling brave enough to make the jump is still astonishing to me. I've said it before but I really thought I'd have to take at least that .125 for the rest of my life to stave off terrible wds because jumping off seemed too difficult.
Like I said I may stop counting but it wouldn't hurt to count up to 30 days before stopping the counting. Just to know I staved off for the amount of time a rehab would keep me off of it, but instead all on my own terms.
 
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^You could always just write down the day you quit somewhere. Then when your curious you can go add it up. I'm sure before you know it you'll be like, "Wow, it's already been three months?"
 
I've been down here for about a year and half this time but lived here for a couple years before that. I'm from CO so I like it cool and crisp. Summers in CO are amazing probably my favorite season there. Coming off of APs has also kind of made me permanently hot, manic, and sweaty so it was pretty uncomfortable, that was a big part of it. I really don't even like going outside it seems that hot to me. When it's ballzed out my AC barely even gets that cold in my car. Just felt like I could never escape the heat this summer but I usually don't mind it that much. I like the 60s. That's my ideal temp.

Last winter was cold though for FL. Hulaween last year at suwanee was the coldest I have been in a long time. 3 days of frigid weather. 35 degrees with humidity is fucking cold man. I just wanted to stay in my tent and even then I was still cold. Not going back this year.
 
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