Letter 1A In a series; etal; To a Friend, Anonymous.
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How's things. I've been mired in an improbable clusterfuck of calamaties and atrocities unthinkable. I've been licking my wounds for two solid months and the flies still stab at them like cougars toward the intestinal offerings of the morning meal.
Enough of that shit.
How are you?
I just went through a month long desvenlafaxine (metabolite I'm sure you're firmiliar with) withdrawal. Protracted withdrawals up to 1.5 months. Godawful shit. I'm planning a massive litigation soon, I want you in on the ground floor. I'm not looking for money, or apologies or any of that useless tripe and cannon fodder. I want those drugs scheduled. Schedule 3 at fucking least.
Doctors shouldn't be able to dole them out like party favors at a menagerie. Step right up. Win a crippling addiction. What the fuck has country come to.
I heard you went through something similar this is why I write. I'm now effexor free and it took a month and half of horrible withdrawals far worse than opiate or benzodizapines or even ghb or alcohol. It was unprecedented, and I'm shocked that the culture permits this type of rampant profiteering off the suffering of the willfully ignorant.
It's atrocious.
But I digress, Darwinism et al.
Hope your well. Bottom line is I'm fixed and stabilized on lyrica mirtazapine (memantine to prevent tolereance, read the ADD forum about that) and .5 clonazepam as needed. I'm doing alright for myself, and with a jury trial coming up in 3 months, a man needs to be at his prime. Confidence should seep murkily from every single pore, exonerating even the 'justice' and guilting him to no end for his foul impunity. We're talking the lowest of the low here, the wretched of the earth.
The scum also rises.
Ok for now. Send word. I'll drop a line next time I'm in Rape country, but hopefully I'll be going there and LEAVING (key word) there as a liberated person void of chains.
He who goes to Law takes a wolf by the ears. Get back.
I have a number if you want to talk in person. I've been getting back into serious conversation and would very much enjoy a call. It's a skype number on the computer, but I'm always around.
[pm for number]
Cheers. Send word, Mr. Danza.
Scott.
Posted by Scott La Rock at 9:31 PM 0 comments
Preview
Long.
Time.
How's things. I've been mired in an improbable clusterfuck of calamaties and atrocities unthinkable. I've been licking my wounds for two solid months and the flies still stab at them like cougars toward the intestinal offerings of the morning meal.
Enough of that shit.
How are you?
I just went through a month long desvenlafaxine (metabolite I'm sure you're firmiliar with) withdrawal. Protracted withdrawals up to 1.5 months. Godawful shit. I'm planning a massive litigation soon, I want you in on the ground floor. I'm not looking for money, or apologies or any of that useless tripe and cannon fodder. I want those drugs scheduled. Schedule 3 at fucking least.
Doctors shouldn't be able to dole them out like party favors at a menagerie. Step right up. Win a crippling addiction. What the fuck has country come to.
I heard you went through something similar this is why I write. I'm now effexor free and it took a month and half of horrible withdrawals far worse than opiate or benzodizapines or even ghb or alcohol. It was unprecedented, and I'm shocked that the culture permits this type of rampant profiteering off the suffering of the willfully ignorant.
It's atrocious.
But I digress, Darwinism et al.
Hope your well. Bottom line is I'm fixed and stabilized on lyrica mirtazapine (memantine to prevent tolereance, read the ADD forum about that) and .5 clonazepam as needed. I'm doing alright for myself, and with a jury trial coming up in 3 months, a man needs to be at his prime. Confidence should seep murkily from every single pore, exonerating even the 'justice' and guilting him to no end for his foul impunity. We're talking the lowest of the low here, the wretched of the earth.
The scum also rises.
Ok for now. Send word. I'll drop a line next time I'm in Rape country, but hopefully I'll be going there and LEAVING (key word) there as a liberated person void of chains.
He who goes to Law takes a wolf by the ears. Get back.
I have a number if you want to talk in person. I've been getting back into serious conversation and would very much enjoy a call. It's a skype number on the computer, but I'm always around.
[pm for number]
Cheers. Send word, Mr. Danza.
Scott.
Posted by Scott La Rock at 9:31 PM 0 comments
