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Random MSN Gibberings LVI - Until You've Lived It Like, Divn't Preach It

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Jesus wept how did I make it to Portugal, this has been spooking me all day, the story is:

I have, as some may know, given up benzos.. however decided to take some etizolam for the flight, not a great excuse as I don't mind flying an am still recovering from my habit but got a strip for free last week an decided it would make the flight more fun.. so I arrived at the airport with six 1mg tablets.. My flight didn't leave till 1:15 and I arrived just after 10:00, but thought 'fuck it' and took all six on an empty stomach just before going through security

those who have tried etiz may be thinking, why 6mg!? it is a high dose but my logic was I had abused tranquillizers so much I would need as many as I could to get any effects, and I had six..

after security I had some time to kill in the departure lounge, felt myself chilling out a bit but nothing much, got myself a sandwich and watched an episode of King of the Hill on my laptop.. After that my memory gets a little hazy but I do recall my kleptomania kicking in (..always nick stuff on benzos, even though I only shoplift when really desperate now, enough temaz and I'll take anything, even if I don't want or need it) So I pinched 2 small bottles of scotch and 2 expensive male perfumes from duty free.. I remember I did it in 2 trips, and payed for a tiny can of coke each time with the whisky and fragrance in my pockets

the last thing I remember is being told by the guy in the airport Wetherspoons that I couldn't drink a bottle of scotch in there, and this was before my gate had even been announced.. I remember none of the flight, nor getting on the plane.. I don't even remember collecting my luggage when I arrived, if I try really hard all I can remember after spoons is ranting to my mum in the car in Lisbon about why its sick how much its going to cost to go to uni and why that makes it ok for some people to sell drugs

very stupid, had so many catastrophic benzo experiences I got very lucky this time..! how did I find my gate?? why did they let me on the plane!? all I can think is I was functioning more or less fine but my memory wasn't switched on.. I did finish both bottles of scotch, enough to get me plastered, they weren't like the tiny novelty ones just small, and my mum clocked I was pissed :o

still got the fancy perfumes though an I never buy them :D
 
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Benzos... they bring out the worst in us all. Still, no self-exposure (that you know of) so that's a plus. Enjoy Portugal. :)

The cartoon themes got me going this moning, depite dozing off into a pleasant dream and getting up nearly an hour late. What can you do though? Drink tea, I guess.

Good morning to you, EADD. Hope you're all having a pleasant one whatever shape it may take.
 
those who have tried etiz may be thinking, why 6mg!? it is a high dose but my logic was I had abused tranquillizers so much I would need as many as I could to get any effects, and I had six..

glad you got to portugal ok. if its any consolation, 6mg is my standard dose of etizolam... though haven't noticed any memory loss thankfully, guessing that was largely down to the scotch. seems to ramp up tolerance way higher than other benzos. this is largely why i'm now only using benzos for anxiety and sleep, which about 2 months ago was all i thought they were good for anyway....

morning eadd...
 
That'd terrify me if I couldn't remember getting on the flight, the flight its self or getting off and collecting my bags. That's some memory blank. :\

My insomnia and tinnitus is driving me crazy, lay in bed for around 5hrs last night trying to sleep must have eventually dozed off after 6. At 8am my phone starts ringing, I answer it still half asleep, someone starts going on about a phone interview but my brain hasn't switched on yet so I've no idea who they were or what the interview was for. I mumble something about it not being a good time, no way was I able to answer questions or function properly, and she says OK do you want to phone me back and gives me a number. I scribble down a number and try and go back to sleep. Just looked at it now and can't even decipher my own hand writing, tried to dial it but the number doesn't work. Tried rearraging the numbers around and nothing. Fuck knows what it was, might have been for a job. :\
 
it's just a process of elimination, spade.

simply call 111-1111
if that's not the number, call 111-1112 next, and so on.

(presumably the number isn't in your 'recent calls' log on your mobile?)
 
Wouldn't want to speculate about what's in Spadey's recent calls log...

Great shout Sam, that show went on 4ever i l remember it well:)

It did - so frustrating that it always seemed to be getting somewhere but not quite.

Speaking of kiddies' telly, is anyone still scared of T - Bag?

I know I am... :\
 
(presumably the number isn't in your 'recent calls' log on your mobile?)

Withheld. Managed to work out who it was and tried to call them back, just got some call centre monkey who didn't have a clue and tried to transfer me to another department but the line went dead..twice! Some luck with this!

Speaking of kiddies' telly, is anyone still scared of T - Bag?

You love a bit of t-bagging mate.
 
glad you got to portugal ok. if its any consolation, 6mg is my standard dose of etizolam... though haven't noticed any memory loss thankfully, guessing that was largely down to the scotch. seems to ramp up tolerance way higher than other benzos. this is largely why i'm now only using benzos for anxiety and sleep, which about 2 months ago was all i thought they were good for anyway....

yeah think it must be the scotch, during the peak of my habit I doubt 6mg would have touched me, although I have seen 1mg totally knock out people with no tolerance.. I forgot I hadn't touched a benzo in weeks and hadn't done a large dose in even longer, oh well! I'm very lucky to be here :o
 
yeah think it must be the scotch, during the peak of my habit I doubt 6mg would have touched me, although I have seen 1mg totally knock out people with no tolerance.. I forgot I hadn't touched a benzo in weeks and hadn't done a large dose in even longer, oh well! I'm very lucky to be here :o

You are one lucky dude, i just read your antics at te airport . I also used 2 have clepto tendencies when on benzos . It's like u think your invisible or summat.
I came to the conclusion that the staff of the shops probably took one look at me n thought "we ain't getting paid enuff 2 deal with this" Glad your safe anyhow:)
 
Just finally got speaking to someone about that 'phone interview' earlier. Turns out it's a sales job for BT, definitely not for me. It's a job that is constantly advertised at the job centre, week in week out, forever which means there must be a high turnover. Call centres work is horiffic, hassling folk to buy shite they don't need must be more so.
 
Hardly the mines though, is it?

Can't imagine how you'd cope with a shift dahn t'pit. :D

A lot of people out there would take pretty much anything right now.
 
Just finally got speaking to someone about that 'phone interview' earlier. Turns out it's a sales job for BT, definitely not for me. It's a job that is constantly advertised at the job centre, week in week out, forever which means there must be a high turnover. Call centres work is horiffic, hassling folk to buy shite they don't need must be more so.

If you are putting in for call centre work, just make sure you put in for inbound rather than outbound and you'll be grand. I'm desperate for work atm but I'll not go back to doing outbound calls for BT, done it for 2 years.. fuck that for a game of darts.
 
I just finished a sweet outbound call center job, but it was a charity, done cold calling working for commission, trying to sell mobile contracts.. you could be the best worker in the world and you'd still be on your ass in a few days if you didn't get the sales.. also done inbound for a hotel chain, far preferred working for the hotel, although not as much as the charity.. call center jobs can be good, and they tend to pay well, but yeah, they can also be hell
 
Worked in a call centre before, cold calling and asking people to take part in surveys. Fucking hated every single minute of it, shifts went so fucking slow. This job was inbound sales, so I guess it's not has bad as cold calling folk and annoying them but I'm not wanting a sales job.
 
I don't think it's the time to be fussy, Spade.

Manual labour? That'll sort the exercise bit out too.

I'm thinking of forming a squad of fey navvies. Dunno why. Possibly a psychological insight right there.
 
I don't think it's the time to be fussy, Spade.

Manual labour? That'll sort the exercise bit out too.

I'm thinking of forming a squad of fey navvies. Dunno why. Possibly a psychological insight right there.

Silk scarves round our necks. At least one heart stolen in every town, then back on the road.
 
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I don't think it's the time to be fussy, Spade.

Do you know who I am? A man of my calibre doesn't take an old job. ;)

And anyway they have been constantly advertising for staff forever so I'm sure if in a month or twos time I'm still out of luck I can take them up on the offer.
 
Do you know who I am? A man of my calibre doesn't take an old job. ;)

Geoffrey from Rainbow ended up stacking shelves. Geoffrey. From Rainbow.

After seeing that, I don't think a man's calibre (however you may decide to measure it) is necessarily of any relevance to what he does for a living.
 
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