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My colleagues just know I have a passion for Vitamin Water™ (found it masks the smell almost perfectly)

99 Coconuts (one of those horrible gimmicky liqueurs but 50% [almost] and not expensive) is a wonderful additive to coffee.

Alcaccino:

As either a Frappuccino or a cappuccino, Mocha plus 100mL "99 Coconuts" plus 50mL Espresso Bean Flavored Smirboff Blue (also 50%abV) is a good morning drink; if you aren't an alcoholic you might actually be a little drunk; one will put most people over .08
 
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Guys :D Tomorrow is the last day of my vacation. I'm on 3-MeO-PCP, drinking beer and vaporizing weed. I haven't masturbated for 2-3 weeks and I was on this lady's apartment today :)

And I think I have found a girl who likes almost identically same things as me. Is that a bad or a good thing?
 
Bag - alcohol is a creative muse like no other at least for literature; you just can't be completely in the bag, although I have written some brilliant shit that I didn't remember writing

Xammy- bad thing if asking in terms of romantic attachment; even if she is otherwise, e.g. physically, attractive to you, shared interest is a decent way to start a first date but shared taste/interest in everything sort of has a way of not working out I think; it did not for me …
↑ IME ↓ IMO
or perhaps it's closer to neutral but compatability on most things really has very little to do with romantic or sexual compatability especially in the long run; the problem would be when expectations of romantic and sexually comparability after the initial spark fades to match compatability that's been assumed from having things in common

That sort of pairing tends to work in homosocial (nonsexual male-male) relationships but even with those it can wind up seeming deeper than it really is
 
The thing is, I haven't met her in real life yet. We have been in contact for like a year now. We were in the same festival this summer but didn't know and I was in the same city she lives earlier this week, but we didn't have time to meet. Time will tell I guess :)
 
Speaking of alcohol induced creativity, I will share some …this is a story of the tour scene, a romance and a bit of criminal caper and a lot of drugs, called Katja The second chapter is only a fragment & there are a few references to another story that will make more sense when I post it which I intend to but I am feeling good about the project

(I have lately been working on a series of interlink stories in I guess you would call the genre of autobiographical fiction; which is to say yes it has a basis in reality, everything happened or easily could have happened, but characters are added or made composite, much dramatic license is taken and needless to say, for legal reasons, any resemblance …, etc.
 
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pity is I only have some brandy and usually I am not one for the schnaps. but maybe I'll have one

just laid down some beats which might be decent. well since I am not on weed, they probably are, because weed makes most sound shiny and grand ime. too often I awake to re listen to some synth stuff I made only to find out that it actually sucks
 
That's some beautiful writing, SKL.

About alcohol, I recommend the movie Leaving Las Vegas.
 
Words fail me. I felt an oddly heavy heart visiting PD today, and I suppose now I know why. I didn't have the pleasure of knowing bard, but I'll always consider ps00d a brother. One who was taken far too soon...

I feel lucky that alcohol never really took hold over me. Something that readily available, that habit forming, that potentially dangerous... I'm not sure I'd still be alive. Then again, I seem to be doing a good enough job on that front with opioids... Here I am, deep in withdrawal after being careless with my fent analogue supply and spilling most of it. I know I need to stop, but I also know that as soon as my latest order of furanyl-fent shows up, I'll feel good again, and that's all that really matters to me right now. Blegh. I keep telling myself "at least I'm still off the H," but those words ring a little hollower each time. So I've replaced my "dirty street drug" with a nice exotic RC, and I dissolve my doses in saline solution instead of chopping lines. Is that really progress, or just the same addiction with some classist arrogance on top for good measure?
 
Damn. I always respected ps00d. We had some thoughtful exchanges via email, some time ago. May he always be remembered for his unparalleled intellect, and the beautiful prose with which he expressed it.

When I think of psood0nym, this is one of the first posts that comes to mind (discussing his girlfriend). It put a smile on my face to read it. :)

psood0nym said:
A little over a month ago I was on 2.5 hits of strong blotter and ended up going to see her in the evening without telling her. Halfway through the night she tells me she’s excited about taking her kitten over to meet her friend’s kitten to have a “kitty play date,” and she says it with such a genuine enthusiasm and innocence that I just lose it. I start laughing hysterically and crying. This is my life. I’m comfortable, have few responsibilities, control over my drug use, yet I still have access to chemicals that regularly make me feel like I have the keys to heaven.

“Are you crying? You girl!” she says.

Between bursts of laughter I copped to the fact I had taken LSD, and that it was a huge relief to get that off my chest. I told her how beautiful I thought my life was and how happy I was to be here. I have no idea what I did to deserve a life so grand, and the reminders that I have it and the gratitude I feel are sometimes just too much in a way that is so good.


I didn't know Bard very well, but it's always sad to hear of a Bluelighter's passing.


Anyway, alcohol. It's pretty sweet to have such a low tolerance. Lately I've fallen in love with beer. Why is that dry, bitter taste so damn satisfying? On that note, I think it's time to get crossfaded.
 
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Damn. I always respected ps00d. We had some thoughtful exchanges via email, some time ago. May he always be remembered for his unparalleled intellect, and the beautiful prose with which he expressed it.

When I think of psood0nym, this is one of the first posts that comes to mind (discussing his girlfriend). It put a smile on my face to read it. :)

This is my life. I’m comfortable, have few responsibilities, control over my drug use, yet I still have access to chemicals that regularly make me feel like I have the keys to heaven.
I told her how beautiful I thought my life was and how happy I was to be here. I have no idea what I did to deserve a life so grand, and the reminders that I have it and the gratitude I feel are sometimes just too much in a way that is so good.

I can relate to this so much. I have to check out this guys trip reports and posts.
 
He surely wrote some of the best trip reports of all time, you should definitely check them out.

I agree, that's what I do these days, but I still drink too many of them. Hell, for some reason my hangovers have been getting worse as the years go on, and take less alcohol to have. Is this my liver trying to tell me to chill out?

That happened to me in my early twenties, and then I stopped drinking for years (mostly because I was on opiates and alcohol ruined the opiate buzz for me), and when I started drinking again a few years ago, I noticed I almost never get any sort of hangover at all anymore. I think it's partly because of the break and partly because I'm way healthier and in way better shape. In any case I've gotten really drunk a bunch of times since I started drinking again and I only got a real hangover once, and it was when I also did propylhexedrine and drank beer and whiskey.

I feel lucky that alcohol never really took hold over me. Something that readily available, that habit forming, that potentially dangerous... I'm not sure I'd still be alive. Then again, I seem to be doing a good enough job on that front with opioids... Here I am, deep in withdrawal after being careless with my fent analogue supply and spilling most of it. I know I need to stop, but I also know that as soon as my latest order of furanyl-fent shows up, I'll feel good again, and that's all that really matters to me right now. Blegh. I keep telling myself "at least I'm still off the H," but those words ring a little hollower each time. So I've replaced my "dirty street drug" with a nice exotic RC, and I dissolve my doses in saline solution instead of chopping lines. Is that really progress, or just the same addiction with some classist arrogance on top for good measure?

Don't you end up in the shrine too man... fent analogues are fucked. :( I'm glad you're off street H, but I think you know the answer to your question. <3
 
In other news, that show we played was fucking awesome! :) It was the best show we've ever played. We had 2 practices with our lineup, our old bass player who joined another band hadn't played with us in months and also the harmonica player (he plays it like a synthesizer except when soloing though) from his band joined us too. The first practice was pretty janky, and we were all nervous. The second practice was 20 times better, and the show was 20 times better than that, we just killed it, people loved it, we got fully into jamming territory while maintaining our direction and our plan. We went off the map a few times but we all knew just where to go and when. Then we listened to the set from the other band who invited us there, they're amazing, and they have one of the best bass players you'll ever hear. Then after that, we had spontaneous jams with various members of both of our bands, all night until about 3am, with tons of dancing. The other band was so happy we came and they had a lot to tell us about how they loved what we were doing. It made me feel like a full-fledged musician, because I realized I could hang with these guys, I was putting down really nice support stuff in the jams and then coming out with great solos when it was my turn to. The lead guy of the other band told me he loved the textures I create... the other band's keyboard player told me he admired how I was able to direct the music so much and not just play fills and support.

The event was the birthday party for the band's uncle who passed away very recently... he was young and I gathered he had been murdered. It was a really sweet and touching event, we had this moment where we all held balloons and released them together for him, and some other stuff. There were speeches, and passing around of the whiskey bottle. Everyone there thanked us profusely for coming to play and be a part of it, I felt very welcome and the whole thing was so filled with love and warmth, it was really humbling to be able to be such a big part of it, everyone so was great. Combined with Psood's death, it really had me thinking a LOT about sudden death/loss, even though I didn't know the guy from the party, being around so many who did was impactful.

My drummer and I were the only ones who stayed the night, and we each took 125ug of ALD-52, and had a great trip. Shared some really deep stuff, had a great time, lots of laughs and so on. He agreed that ALD-52 is basically exactly like the best acid you've ever had.

All in all, very refreshing and envigorating night. The other band was really impressed with us and it may lead to opportunities. Plus they host an open blues jam at my favorite venue every Sunday and any time I go to that, I know I'll be able to get right up there and play.
 
^^I know I'm in need of a booze break and a health binge. I started eating healthy for a few weeks and went and worked out a few times, but THC has got the best of me. Now it's back to binge watching Star Trek series while binge eating. Fuck man, I just finished Voyager and now I'm on to forcing myself to watch the final season of Enterprise.

Headphones&LSD, I awoke today having just had a dream of the one who got away in my life. This girl back in high school and I had an on/off thing for a few years, she really seemed to be leading me on but we did quite a few things which well... clearly expressed that she wanted me. I looked her up the other day on Facebook just to see if I could get back in touch with her, only to find out she got engaged three months ago... grew her hair out (used to have this cute ass butch haircut I loved). I was pretty freakin crushed, I would have liked to at least have chatted with her again, but knowing my inability to control my sexual desires, I decided it would be pointless to talk with a girl who's engaged to be married...

This is the song that was playing in my head upon awakening today:
 
^Tales of lost love my friend.

It's not abnormal (to me, maybe I'm abnormal lol) to be stuck on one woman. It happens to many people, it happened to me and I've seen it happen to others. To be honest, I think you should make some sort of declaration of interest, in person like you were thinking. I don't know your entire situation, but jees man, it sounds like you really enjoy her personality and company, you should try and go for it. At least if you fall down, you can get back up and keep on walking... when you just sit and fuss about it for years you become sedentary and you can't move on.
 
So I have been experimenting with fub-amb (syn cannabinoid). I think I had the most intense auditory hallucination I have ever experiwnced a few days ago. It sounded like two people I live with and what sounded to be a cop. Discussing what I assumed to be me fuckong them over and locking me up. This lasted about 15-20 minutes. Full blown anxiety, paranoia, and me doing some pretty crazy shit to ditch all my shit soon after. I am still trying to wrap my mind around it. I have never felt anything more "real" that wasnt (hopefully?) in my life.... Quite terrifying.
 
I've been growing my beard out for the past 4 months, and it had gotten probably 2.5 inches long (though it's pretty curly). My girl had been asking me on and off for a couple of weeks if I wanted to buzz it down short like when we met, and I was feeling pretty hesitant about it because I feel pretty attached to it (and she likes to run her fingers through it too so she was kinda conflicted). I've also been putting my hair up in a topknot sort of thing because it's pretty long and it always wants to be in my face, it won't ever stay behind my ears (even though it's down past my shoulders now), and she's been saying she really likes it when it's down, and I've been resisting that too. Well, yesterday we were looking at pictures, including the one that made her like me that I had as my profile picture on Ok Cupid, where I had short facial hair and free hanging hair. So, I had a moment of clarity and buzzed the facial hair and put my hair down. She attacked me and we ended up spending all day in bed, sex over and over to the point of falling asleep from exhaustion and then waking up for more. Haven't done that in probably at least a year, since the early days of our relationship. So... maybe it behooves me to listen to what she tells me regarding my hair? =D

^Tales of lost love my friend.

It's not abnormal (to me, maybe I'm abnormal lol) to be stuck on one woman. It happens to many people, it happened to me and I've seen it happen to others. To be honest, I think you should make some sort of declaration of interest, in person like you were thinking. I don't know your entire situation, but jees man, it sounds like you really enjoy her personality and company, you should try and go for it. At least if you fall down, you can get back up and keep on walking... when you just sit and fuss about it for years you become sedentary and you can't move on.

Yeah actually I think I probably agree. It actually sounds like she may be into you too if your descriptions are objectively accurate. You might as well give it a shot, because that way you can have some resolution either way. Either something can happen or you can know it won't and move on.
 
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