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Random MSN Gibberings LXXXIX: Off my rocker babbling about nothing

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^ lol, sweet lady morphine eh ;)
gotta drag my etizolated arse outta bed and into the shower, mates band is on stage at 8, not feeling any sense of urgency though lol
no drugs for me tonight, got roughly half a 40mg OC left for later if it takes my fancy

Right less rambling more getting up.. have fun people =D
 
had a great day yesterday,finished work early then checked into a hotel in Dublin.liquid lunch then quick snooze.wife checked in later then we went to Florence and the machine gig in the 02 arena.

great gig and had good night,plenty of rum and ginger ale.today on the way home stopped off at a brillant little offy www.drinkstore.ie
and picked up about 10 btls n cans of ales n stouts.

got the fire lighting and drinkin ale so happy out.
 
Again I am faced with the problem of what to do with ten years of unopened bank statements and utility bills. The shitty shredder I have is in danger of getting kicked across the room if it does its standard 'chew angrily through half a two page document then overheat / jam' bullshit again.

On the plus side I've got less VCRs than I had this morning.
 
Bonfire? ;)

Good work with the clean out, I'm slowly doing my flat - got stuff I've not unpacked since I moved in a year ago and I am such a hoarder. Gotta be ruthless though!

How's everyone's day going? Am doing nothing and have been for quite some time now. Supremely lazy evening.. been watching TV for the first time in ages, had forgotten that I can usually find cartoons on at least one channel at most times of the day %)

Sounds like a good weekend is being had bogman :)
 
I think there's too much for a bonfire, even! Then I'm faced with what to do with the bloomin' ash, which will be plentiful, and doubtless full of toxic shite from the inks, so I can't exactly compost it. Cheers for the encouragement, though.

Glad you are having a relaxing time, I feel like I'm going to sleep very soundly tonight after a day of swearing, bending over, picking things up, putting them down again, swearing more etc etc. The skip up the road is going to be reverse-raided just as soon as the street quietens down a bit. That tarpaulin ain't stopping me.
 
Hehe I busted open my penny bottle (empty plastic cider bottle, pure class) the other day - not counted it all but there's got to be quite a few quid there! Paying for things with pennies is bad enough though without them smelling of stale cider though, lucky my local corner shop are used to what I am like :D

Reverse skip raiding, haha.. I always have so much rubbish when I do a sort out due to aforementioned hoarding tendencies plus extreme messiness, a handy skip nearby would be very welcome!
 
I have a serious fetish for sorting out rooms of the hoarded. I've done it/still do it for various peeps and sad as it sounds, it gives me ultimate girly boners.

I can do whole warehouses, small houses, tiny draws, junk cupboards, slums .. whatever. used to be my job, kinda, sorta. VERY satisfying. I love micro organising space. one day I shall post pics of my sock draws and bore you all rigid. the amount of stuff I can fit into a small amount of space in a very accessible way is remarkable, and totally uninteresting to most, but highly satisfying on a personal level ;p ...

stim binges of hyper-activity and sleepless nights ultimately have some positives sometimes

when shit gets real [y0!] and life sucks and you need distractions, draws and cupboards get organised. to military precision. =D


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OOooooh that sounds like a plan :D

I've got at least £5.40 around the place.
that's like 2 £2.70's and maybe having the pleasure of listening to 2 badly sung Lionel Richie's and possibly 1 Celine Dion choonester wannabe?
 
Again I am faced with the problem of what to do with ten years of unopened bank statements and utility bills. The shitty shredder I have is in danger of getting kicked across the room if it does its standard 'chew angrily through half a two page document then overheat / jam' bullshit again.

On the plus side I've got less VCRs than I had this morning.

In my line of employ I have to deal with the documented destruction of certain sensitive pieces of paper, the rules are cross shredding, burning, or pulping, so if you can't have bonfire you could liquidise them...if you have a liquidiser !!

@Marmz, these are the over the knee stripy socks already discussed I presume;)
 
Marmz, can I book you? :D

I would love to have an organised flat and not have all this crap I don't need. I can never find anything I want and the place looks so much prettier cleaned up. Tidy flat, tidy mind and all that too.. I am trying to train myself not to be messy, but I just have so much stuff. I need a designated space for everything, to get rid of all my crap, and some discipline I think!!

I do actually need some distractions from life at the mo and I have time on my hands so really, I have no excuse for not sorting this place out.. except my extreme aversion to tidying and my procrastination skills. Ho hum. Maybe next week.. ;)
 
My wife is about to start her third cycle of chemo on Monday.
I am so proud of her it is horrendous. I don't think I could handle what she is going through.
Hair loss, bad skin, aches and pains, jaw and tooth ache are just some of the side effects.
She is an inspiration to me and although she disaproves of my recreational drug use, of which I feel very guilty of while she goes through this ordeal, I am determinded to see her and support her through this hard time.
I sometimes wish I didn't have to reach for chemicals to be a crutch through these troubling times but as a long time sufferer of PTSD through my service in the army it feels the only option I have to see me through.
God bless everyone else that fights on a daily basis to make it through. It's not all bad times is it?
 
What a night, mates band were wicked, got fucking pissed, no drugs touched me! feel godly, dunno why ive been feeling so good but i think i should stop questioning it and enjoy it, had a brilliant night, decided to start a band with me mate, its guna be called 'glitch-slap' a mix of dub,bassline,breakcore,glitch,idm,house and dnb, shake yer funky stick at that :D
how are we tonight? =D
 
I'm not sure I'm best placed to give relationship advice, I've been with Mrs atm since I was 15, its all about mutual trust and feeling secure. We dont go out partying these days but i never liked other blokes trying to chat her up, but I'd generally leave it alone for a bit if they hung about to long I'd go over and make sure she was OK with it, I would know when she wanted me to get them to fek off and would ensure that happened without any fuss.

She would always laugh at women trying to chat me up, on the rare occasion it would happen s I rarely noticed, I'd be far more interested in dancing and messing about but we only went out to raves, I didn't have to deal with pubs and cattle market night clubs.

Talking about it is the only thing you can do, relationships are built on mutual trust but the green eyed monster is bound to be lurking, she must have blokes talking to her, how dos she react does she chat to them, I know I'm a jealous bastard so I've always tried to keep it in check.

One night many moons ago I was in the doing my usual "out of control dancin like a loon and 100MPH" bit in a club in Dalston we used to go to sometimes and my missus was standing a bit further back having a drink and cooling off and some bloke starts talking to her, I notice as I he's there for while a while and I'm rushin like a steam train and doing my spining round while dancin like a loon bit. The this bloke point over at me, I assume my missus is telling him she is with me, I assume that maybe he is getting a bit heavy leave it a minute or two and and walk over. I'm friendly enough with the bloke but as usual he feks off fairly quick (I looked could look quite menacing, apparently!) Actually the bloke juts pointed me out in the crowd to my missus and said " have you seen that butter over there he must be off his face"
to which she replied "seen him, I'm fucking married to him"

Keep talking try not to let it become an issue,these things have habit of festering if swept under the carpet
 
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