rofl Preserver. Pish... squeamish one. |
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I have a very minor sore on my ankle that is off-colored and painful to the touch. I decided to google things while I was eating, and didn't think about what would happen if I clicked "images." |
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rofl Preserver. Pish... squeamish one. |
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My mom is a nurse, and she has no problem with giving people incisions or injections or placing IVs, but she can't handle watching needles on TV or seeing an incision in a photograph. (I'm glad she can handle it in person, though, or else she'd be out of a job.) |
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lol It's a very good thing, indeed, that she's not bothered in real life. I wonder why though. Like my hubby- do they face it in real life because they have to? Or do they somehow see/experience it differently as compared to on TV or something? |
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oh FUCK! Zhay, just typed out a massive response to you and I hit reply and had to log in, then it went back to the reply page with everything gone. oh my god.... fuck that. |
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Oh no! Stupid Log In. Now I'll never know what was written |
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Poor, tommo. |
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Ah, Zhaylin... I sometimes feel like I'm a walking, talking contradiction, the way I think. Not so much with beliefs, because I never give those the proper thought they deserve, but with personality traits. If I have something resembling a "spirit animal" it would probably be the Coyote. He's apparently well-known for contradictions. The page I would have linked to doesn't exist any more... but thanks to the WaybackMachine I still have a way to show it to you. |
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My dreams are posted here from now on: Into the Depths
Bought some headphones that are made to look like bullets. They sound like crap. But damn they look good. |
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I was always a dreamer, in childhood especially. People thought I was a little strange.-Charley pride
Got my hair cut, requested that I keep moderate height, on the top. |
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Please feel free to check out my DEILD guide: http://bit.ly/2DOqiyT
lol Dakotah, Yuppie, Preserver. But as well. |
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It was more than 2 years ago.... why does it still hurt when i look at her photos...? |
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I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
<--- My Dream Journal Contains ONLY Lucid Dreams
I like how drug-friendly this place is. Hopefully I'll get my first proper psychedelic experience before too long as well. Though from the looks of it I'll have to either find some liberty caps in a few months when they're in season, or go the RC route. |
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April Ryan is my friend,
Every sorrow she can mend.
When i visit her dark realm,
Does it simply overwhelm.
I wanted to get one of those too. I think I'll wait till I learn programming first though. Which I think I will do fairly soon, when I'm not spending all my time looking for a job and worrying about getting a job. |
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Man, you consider sleep deprivation a good experience? I mean, I guess it can be helpful with a vision quest, but alone it's not nearly enough. Without throwing drugs into the mix you won't even start hallucinating for at least four or five days, and even then it'll only be small things, like out of the corners of your eyes. I suppose if you add some of that Nuvigil in.... (But that's a whole other thing. ) |
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LittleZoe. Sorry you're in pain |
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Last edited by Zhaylin; 07-26-2012 at 03:29 PM.
Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Though currently all I've done with it so far is set it up to function as a server, and have it play a bird chirp when it boots (all my computers are named after birds, and I thought I'd get them all to chirp the appropriate sounds for the bird after which they're named when they start). The real fun will start when I can begin experimenting with my own add-ons connected through the GPIO interface (not that I'm planning on anything fancy, but a bit of experimentation is always fun). |
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April Ryan is my friend,
Every sorrow she can mend.
When i visit her dark realm,
Does it simply overwhelm.
That's pretty crazy. However, that's also the reason that sleep deprivation isn't really a good option here, at least not as the main venue. The hallucinations will all be things like that... nothing meaningful in any way, but just frightening or confusing. |
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Last edited by Alyzarin; 07-26-2012 at 04:23 PM. Reason: typo
Going to community college instead of away to a university like I thought I would. |
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"You Can't, You Won't And You Don't Stop"Lucid Goals: [Ask a DC: "Am I dreaming?"] [Ask a DC: "What are you?"]
There has been a drive by and a bomb explosion about a block away from me. Come on! I'm in a town with 14,000 people. We can barely call this a city. and I live in the middle class part of it! But it doesn't worry or scare me. I think I'm ready for new York! |
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I was always a dreamer, in childhood especially. People thought I was a little strange.-Charley pride
My mom has paranoid personality disorder (officially undiagnosed, but she qualifies for 6/7 of the DSM requirements, the 7th is something personal that only she could validate--I've gone over this with a few psychologists and a couple psychiatrists), and has recently discovered Facebook. She spends 2+ hours a day looking for anything that's different from yesterday (or the last refresh) on the site, and attributes any neutral comment or action by a friend as negative (removing pictures, detagging people, other people's change in security settings, not receiving any comments on her bi-daily status updates (which are either mundane or accusatory) or photo uploads) as sure-fire evidence that her friends and relatives are lying, backstabbing, manipulative, nasty people. She then spends 3+ hours on the phone lamenting to other friends (and interrogating relatives) about their Facebook activities. |
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Abraxas
Originally Posted by OldSparta
Sometimes it really feels like my husband and I are the only people our age who don't drink/smoke/do drugs. It makes it incredibly hard to find friends. Sometimes I think that it would be better to just accept the offers to meet for drinks or get together at a bar with people just so we could actually have a social life, but I refuse to get dragged into that shit again. I worked way too hard for my sobriety to fuck it up. Sigh. |
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Sorrow Found Me When I Was Young
Sorrow Waited
Sorrow Won
My rant: I was going to smoke salvia today when I got home. I was so amped for it ("so amped"), but then when I got here my mom had come home early from work. I guess I can smoke it later tonight if I still want, but the mood for it was so right.... *sigh* |
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