booo. hisss. splat. crap.
Busy reinforcing my own ass right now. working on getting my life's work of work in order, because, well, we all need to do that right now. Which means a revamped about me page coming soon.
In the mean time, I thought yesterday about m-blogging and how I'd like to be able to take my HipTop into my dreams with me. It's fine to run around the town and the house snapping tinsy pictures and posting your life as it unfolds. But wouldn't it be special if we could take our little blogomatics into our dream world to capture what's going on there. Ultimately more interesting as new archetypes of the apocolypse emerge from the dream place. At least from mine.
wooosh, boom, crash, hush.
February 08, 2003
February 07, 2003
When Gary Met Halley
Halley's hit the UK, taking it by storm, by the sounds of her-who-just-called from the front seat of Gary Turner's car. For his part, Gary sounds as well as anyone who's had Halley storm into their lives taking their heart, family, and phone line hostage. It's never easy.
I've told Gary for weeks to hide the silverware and the baby. He just doesn't know Halley. But now he does. Between fits of laughter, I think I heard him say something like, "Help." He asked me to keep an eye on his blog--if he doesn't post soon I'm supposed to "alert the authorities."
Halley had her own welcoming committee at her hotel. Apparently the South African Rugby Team is staying there too:
I'm not sure where this will all end.
Halley, you're voice is still ringing in my ears.
Gary, you're in my thoughts. Hang on.
I've told Gary for weeks to hide the silverware and the baby. He just doesn't know Halley. But now he does. Between fits of laughter, I think I heard him say something like, "Help." He asked me to keep an eye on his blog--if he doesn't post soon I'm supposed to "alert the authorities."
Halley had her own welcoming committee at her hotel. Apparently the South African Rugby Team is staying there too:
I'm not sure where this will all end.
Halley, you're voice is still ringing in my ears.
Gary, you're in my thoughts. Hang on.
February 06, 2003
my name.
Can someone out there with the artistic/graphical talent I lack please make me a nice logo type design of my name? As a jpg? You know, just a nice type face or something creative or not that says "Jeneane Sessum" that I can use online? Promise to link to the site of the artist whenever used. Oh, my name? Jeneane Sessum. Yes, but you know that. I sure would like to have it. Much thanks.
February 05, 2003
February 04, 2003
Uh hu--dat's what I'm talkin' bout
Burning Bird does her usual great job of boiling down what's gone down. What I've expressed as my lack of emotion/grief/loss/tragic dismay/empathy over the Columbia Shuttle mishap has had some bloggers wondering if they know the real me. And now they know a little more of this me than they knew before. It's gettin realer and realer. Does real = ugly? Sometimes. Yep.
Welcome to my soul.
Infrared night vision gear advised.
Welcome to my soul.
Infrared night vision gear advised.
hypothetical relationships?
Liz was angry about my saying that yes, I'd keep a piece of metal from the shuttle debris if it fell in my yard. She writes of her disappointment about my slimey side, saying:
I was shaken, deeply, by this. I'm appalled by the belief that profiting from tragedy--no matter how removed you feel from that tragedy--is a legitimate expression of "capitalism." I'm trying to imagine how Jeneane's daughter would feel, years from now, if her "money for school" was acquired through the sale of this debris. I'm wondering if Jeneane's belief that 'anything that lands in her yard is hers' extends to human remains--heck, those are probably worth even more, right? Likely to fetch a bundle on ebay from collectors.
Why this makes me so angry, I'm not sure. I suppose it's because it comes from someone's whose writings I trust--someone who writes so beautifully about her relationship with her daughter, her frustrations with injustice. It's hard to reconcile this self-described "slimey" statement with the person I feel as though I've come to know through her writing.
I like Liz and I have a deep professional and personal respect for her. Plus she lives in my old home town. (I wouldn't be the only one walking around Rochester with a less-than-popular response to this particular hypothetical dillemma--I'll bet you that.) So we can shorten this up by saying, I like Liz and Liz either liked or likes me. But I wrote something that made her feel "angry" and gave her trouble reconciling all the parts of who I am. And yes, I assure you, this is one of those sides.
However, I'm not stupid. I said I would wait a few years.
I wrote a comment over at Liz's place explaining how I came to my hypothetical decision. But it didn't go far enough. Whether or not it's capitalism (we find or earn, we barter), barbarism, or some other ism, the point is that because I fessed up I'd probably do it, Liz seems to be grappling with feeling differently about me. Because I told the truth, and that truth was ugly to her. I could have lied. I could have just gone offline for a day or two. But why? Why is my truth any less tolerable? What would be a "non-appalling" response to my hypothetical situation?
If you found a piece of the space shuttle in your yard five years from now--or if you move to Texas and buy a house and are planting a garden one day and you find a chunk--what do you do then? You going to give it back? Not touch it? Pretend it's nothing? Does it carry that same grave weight for you now that it's not front-page news?
You're going to keep it. And if you're not emotionally attached to space flight or related to one of the crew, you're probably going to sell it. Or save it so that someone else in your family can sell it one day.
Why is it so different that I said so from day one?
Because when I experience loss, definition and constraints around that loss remain consistent, forever. From loss-day on.
I've actually been queasy at the myriad in the realworld and online throwing themselves on the media's neatly arranged tombstones.
Tom wrote something great about how the media--and in this instance I think blogland responded much like mainstream media--is leading and controlling our grieving, and the decision of whether we grieve at all or not. For anyone to whom this has a ring of truth, I say this: It's okay to question your grief, your sorrow, and where it's coming from. Because letting outside forces control your grief means that they can control you in any other way they choose.
Now, the next question, is to not grieve someone else's loss different from capitalizing on it? Where's the line? Where's your line? The proper response would be...
For me, at least, it's not all as cut and dry as it seems.
To Shelley, I'm sorry for commenting on what were such beautiful tributes on your site. I know this is a deep loss for you because you believe in all that is space exploration, and because you have a deeper heart than you like to admit. I should have kept my insensitivity over here.
To Liz, I am sorry I fell short for you on this one. But I was being me. Am I passionate and dispassionate, sometimes at the same time? Am I as empathetic as I am brazen? Are there some things I don't care about with the same amount as my caring? You bet. And I still like and respect you, just so you know.
I've been described with a lot of favorable adjectives online. And I appreciate all of those. But don't paint me as a hero and expect me to fit in the frame. Save that honor for the Astronauts and other deserving recipients...
I was shaken, deeply, by this. I'm appalled by the belief that profiting from tragedy--no matter how removed you feel from that tragedy--is a legitimate expression of "capitalism." I'm trying to imagine how Jeneane's daughter would feel, years from now, if her "money for school" was acquired through the sale of this debris. I'm wondering if Jeneane's belief that 'anything that lands in her yard is hers' extends to human remains--heck, those are probably worth even more, right? Likely to fetch a bundle on ebay from collectors.
Why this makes me so angry, I'm not sure. I suppose it's because it comes from someone's whose writings I trust--someone who writes so beautifully about her relationship with her daughter, her frustrations with injustice. It's hard to reconcile this self-described "slimey" statement with the person I feel as though I've come to know through her writing.
I like Liz and I have a deep professional and personal respect for her. Plus she lives in my old home town. (I wouldn't be the only one walking around Rochester with a less-than-popular response to this particular hypothetical dillemma--I'll bet you that.) So we can shorten this up by saying, I like Liz and Liz either liked or likes me. But I wrote something that made her feel "angry" and gave her trouble reconciling all the parts of who I am. And yes, I assure you, this is one of those sides.
However, I'm not stupid. I said I would wait a few years.
I wrote a comment over at Liz's place explaining how I came to my hypothetical decision. But it didn't go far enough. Whether or not it's capitalism (we find or earn, we barter), barbarism, or some other ism, the point is that because I fessed up I'd probably do it, Liz seems to be grappling with feeling differently about me. Because I told the truth, and that truth was ugly to her. I could have lied. I could have just gone offline for a day or two. But why? Why is my truth any less tolerable? What would be a "non-appalling" response to my hypothetical situation?
If you found a piece of the space shuttle in your yard five years from now--or if you move to Texas and buy a house and are planting a garden one day and you find a chunk--what do you do then? You going to give it back? Not touch it? Pretend it's nothing? Does it carry that same grave weight for you now that it's not front-page news?
You're going to keep it. And if you're not emotionally attached to space flight or related to one of the crew, you're probably going to sell it. Or save it so that someone else in your family can sell it one day.
Why is it so different that I said so from day one?
Because when I experience loss, definition and constraints around that loss remain consistent, forever. From loss-day on.
I've actually been queasy at the myriad in the realworld and online throwing themselves on the media's neatly arranged tombstones.
Tom wrote something great about how the media--and in this instance I think blogland responded much like mainstream media--is leading and controlling our grieving, and the decision of whether we grieve at all or not. For anyone to whom this has a ring of truth, I say this: It's okay to question your grief, your sorrow, and where it's coming from. Because letting outside forces control your grief means that they can control you in any other way they choose.
Now, the next question, is to not grieve someone else's loss different from capitalizing on it? Where's the line? Where's your line? The proper response would be...
For me, at least, it's not all as cut and dry as it seems.
To Shelley, I'm sorry for commenting on what were such beautiful tributes on your site. I know this is a deep loss for you because you believe in all that is space exploration, and because you have a deeper heart than you like to admit. I should have kept my insensitivity over here.
To Liz, I am sorry I fell short for you on this one. But I was being me. Am I passionate and dispassionate, sometimes at the same time? Am I as empathetic as I am brazen? Are there some things I don't care about with the same amount as my caring? You bet. And I still like and respect you, just so you know.
I've been described with a lot of favorable adjectives online. And I appreciate all of those. But don't paint me as a hero and expect me to fit in the frame. Save that honor for the Astronauts and other deserving recipients...
February 03, 2003
My 100 Reasons to Quit Smoking.
Disclaimer: This statement claims that the material in this weblog is a combination of fiction and non-fiction, and I'm the only one who knows which is which. If I were a smoker, I wouldn't talk about it with just any soul online. Not with b*ig b*rother watching.
1) The smell on me, clothes, car, stuff
2) Costs too much money
3) Takes time away from my daughter
4) Takes time away from my husband
5) I get sick too much
6) How can I tell my kid not to when it's time if I do
7) Painful lungs
8) Cough
9) I'm asthmatic, and even if you aren't, you probably will be
10) Lung cancer
11) Throat, mouth, and related cancers
12) Heart disease
13) It's digusting
14) No place to smoke at work
15) Smoking outside in the winter and the rain
16) Not being able to watch a whole movie without at least thinking about one
17) Not being able to go to the mall without stepping out for one
18) Yellowing of skin, fingernails
19) That little frown and wrinkles that come lots sooner on a smoker
20) Want to see my daughter grow up
21) Don't want to die on her
22) Want to grow old with my husband
23) Don't want surgery
24) In the humidity of summer, the smoke sticks to you
25) Hands won't get so dry if I'm not washing the smell off them all the time
26) Sinus infections and ear infections
27) Knowing that teachers, co-workers and boss can smell your habit.
28) It sucks being an addict
29) To learn to be able to say, No.
30) The Creator didn't put me here to kill myself
31) Sore throats
32) To be able to focus on just one thing--to live in the moment
33) To not always be "escaping"
34) More restful sleep
35) Less angst during air travel
36) No more having to ask at restaurants and then getting the worst table
37) No more lying to doctors
38) No more doctors
39) My daughter's school tuition
40) Vacations - money to go on them
41) Vacations - not always picking a 1st floor room so I can step out the door to smoke
42) Vacations - the long car ride to our destination, during which I can't smoke and therefore bitch a lot
43) Having to remember to get enough cigs to last the weekend.
44) Having to remember to take them with me everywhere I go
45) Tobacco all over the bottom of my purse
46) Freaking out when I don't have matches
47) Having to buy the fifth lighter in a month because I lost the other four
48) Smoking a hard-to-find brand like American Spirits means driving 5-10 miles for a pack
49) If Dave Winer can do it, I can
50) Don't want my daughter to have to push me around in a wheel chair with an oxygen tank
51) Bumming from others is embarassing
52) Self-esteem: get some
53) Fewer breaks from writing = more writing done sooner
54) To smell the wind outside my door instead of the smoke
55) My husband telling me not to drop the butts in the driveway
56) Dropping the butts in the driveway anyhow
57) My daughter staring at me when she catches me
58) Dread of the day she asks me, "What is that and what are you doing?"
59) Feeling like she's already figured it out and I'm a liar
60) Feeling like a criminal
61) Knowing I would resort to stealing them if I had to
62) Walking upstairs without breathing hard
63) More energy to work out, to care, to get inside the day
64) Wheezing
65) Prescription and non-prescription sinus medicine: costs and side effects
66) Wouldn't have to wash my coat so often - less money on water and laundry detergent in general
67) No worries about the cordless phone running out of batteries and having to cut calls short, because coming inside means no smoking
68) More money for phone bills to talk longer on regular phone
69) Blue Book value and resale potential of both cars would be better
70) To be able to complain about smokers, or at least feel sorry for them
71) Because I know it's wrong
72) Because I hate that it controls me
73) The lady I buy my cigarettes from has no front teeth
74) I hate giving money to tobacco company
75) RJ Reynolds just bought American Spirit--I'm giving my money to people I hate.
76) I'm giving my money to liars
77) Soon employers won't keep/hire you if you smoke
78) Some doctors won't even see you if you smoke
79) There are lots of new aides to help you quit
80) I've always felt better as a non smoker
81) I can get a good buzz off of coffee
82) I've quit before; I know I'm capable
83) I've stayed quit for years and know I'm capable
84) Losers won't take 20 cents off me every time I comply with their request to bum a smoke
85) Living
86) Dying
87) Being able to sit still for an hour
88) Not thinking of the next one before I finish the first
89) Not having to stash some away so I know I'll have them "just in case"
90) To be able to say, "I quit" and mean it
91) To be able to see a pack, or someone smoking, and not care
92) Those terrifying "oops! I smoked!" dreams don't last forever
93) To be able to tell others how I did it and maybe they'll decide to quit too
94) To be able to tell my husband how I did it and maybe he'll decide to quit too
95) To be able to reward myself with the new shoes I want
96) So that I can tell my daughter, in all honesty, it wasn't worth it
97) Because it's not my life to take
98) No more breath mints
99) Flicking my non-filter out the window and wondering if I'm going to blow up my gas tank
100) Because "It's Time."
1) The smell on me, clothes, car, stuff
2) Costs too much money
3) Takes time away from my daughter
4) Takes time away from my husband
5) I get sick too much
6) How can I tell my kid not to when it's time if I do
7) Painful lungs
8) Cough
9) I'm asthmatic, and even if you aren't, you probably will be
10) Lung cancer
11) Throat, mouth, and related cancers
12) Heart disease
13) It's digusting
14) No place to smoke at work
15) Smoking outside in the winter and the rain
16) Not being able to watch a whole movie without at least thinking about one
17) Not being able to go to the mall without stepping out for one
18) Yellowing of skin, fingernails
19) That little frown and wrinkles that come lots sooner on a smoker
20) Want to see my daughter grow up
21) Don't want to die on her
22) Want to grow old with my husband
23) Don't want surgery
24) In the humidity of summer, the smoke sticks to you
25) Hands won't get so dry if I'm not washing the smell off them all the time
26) Sinus infections and ear infections
27) Knowing that teachers, co-workers and boss can smell your habit.
28) It sucks being an addict
29) To learn to be able to say, No.
30) The Creator didn't put me here to kill myself
31) Sore throats
32) To be able to focus on just one thing--to live in the moment
33) To not always be "escaping"
34) More restful sleep
35) Less angst during air travel
36) No more having to ask at restaurants and then getting the worst table
37) No more lying to doctors
38) No more doctors
39) My daughter's school tuition
40) Vacations - money to go on them
41) Vacations - not always picking a 1st floor room so I can step out the door to smoke
42) Vacations - the long car ride to our destination, during which I can't smoke and therefore bitch a lot
43) Having to remember to get enough cigs to last the weekend.
44) Having to remember to take them with me everywhere I go
45) Tobacco all over the bottom of my purse
46) Freaking out when I don't have matches
47) Having to buy the fifth lighter in a month because I lost the other four
48) Smoking a hard-to-find brand like American Spirits means driving 5-10 miles for a pack
49) If Dave Winer can do it, I can
50) Don't want my daughter to have to push me around in a wheel chair with an oxygen tank
51) Bumming from others is embarassing
52) Self-esteem: get some
53) Fewer breaks from writing = more writing done sooner
54) To smell the wind outside my door instead of the smoke
55) My husband telling me not to drop the butts in the driveway
56) Dropping the butts in the driveway anyhow
57) My daughter staring at me when she catches me
58) Dread of the day she asks me, "What is that and what are you doing?"
59) Feeling like she's already figured it out and I'm a liar
60) Feeling like a criminal
61) Knowing I would resort to stealing them if I had to
62) Walking upstairs without breathing hard
63) More energy to work out, to care, to get inside the day
64) Wheezing
65) Prescription and non-prescription sinus medicine: costs and side effects
66) Wouldn't have to wash my coat so often - less money on water and laundry detergent in general
67) No worries about the cordless phone running out of batteries and having to cut calls short, because coming inside means no smoking
68) More money for phone bills to talk longer on regular phone
69) Blue Book value and resale potential of both cars would be better
70) To be able to complain about smokers, or at least feel sorry for them
71) Because I know it's wrong
72) Because I hate that it controls me
73) The lady I buy my cigarettes from has no front teeth
74) I hate giving money to tobacco company
75) RJ Reynolds just bought American Spirit--I'm giving my money to people I hate.
76) I'm giving my money to liars
77) Soon employers won't keep/hire you if you smoke
78) Some doctors won't even see you if you smoke
79) There are lots of new aides to help you quit
80) I've always felt better as a non smoker
81) I can get a good buzz off of coffee
82) I've quit before; I know I'm capable
83) I've stayed quit for years and know I'm capable
84) Losers won't take 20 cents off me every time I comply with their request to bum a smoke
85) Living
86) Dying
87) Being able to sit still for an hour
88) Not thinking of the next one before I finish the first
89) Not having to stash some away so I know I'll have them "just in case"
90) To be able to say, "I quit" and mean it
91) To be able to see a pack, or someone smoking, and not care
92) Those terrifying "oops! I smoked!" dreams don't last forever
93) To be able to tell others how I did it and maybe they'll decide to quit too
94) To be able to tell my husband how I did it and maybe he'll decide to quit too
95) To be able to reward myself with the new shoes I want
96) So that I can tell my daughter, in all honesty, it wasn't worth it
97) Because it's not my life to take
98) No more breath mints
99) Flicking my non-filter out the window and wondering if I'm going to blow up my gas tank
100) Because "It's Time."
i'm sick
And trying Zicam. Just saw it in the store tonight and it looks pretty for real. I'm assuming it's something to do with zinc, which has been proven to help with colds, but Zicam is a nasal gel which you kind of shoot/glob on the inside of each nostril, then pinch your nostrils for five seconds. You use it every 2-5 hours, then continue for 48 hours after symptoms get better. The research shows that people get better three times faster--colds are supposed to last just over two days instead of nine.
Consider me the human guinea pig. I'll let you know.
And um, how do you buy stock?
Consider me the human guinea pig. I'll let you know.
And um, how do you buy stock?
writing myself to sleep
When she woke up in the basement, it was the image of the buzzards circling over the bare-branched oak that greeted her.
She had no present moment, only recollections of things that mattered in the instant before she lost consciousness. But how? Who? Why was she face down on the cool cement?
She fought hard to remember, but the buzzards were all that came.
Her sides ached; this she knew. Somewhere on the back of her head, enormous pressure was building--was it pent up fear or a bloody gash waiting to explode?
And then the searing stripe of pain through her right ankle. Yes, I remember this, she thought, as she wiggled it gingerly hoping that the next movement would prove her wrong. Flash, more pain.
Why am I in the cellar, hurt, alone? Comeon, brain--she closed her eyes against the darkness and summoned her memory back.....
More later.
She had no present moment, only recollections of things that mattered in the instant before she lost consciousness. But how? Who? Why was she face down on the cool cement?
She fought hard to remember, but the buzzards were all that came.
Her sides ached; this she knew. Somewhere on the back of her head, enormous pressure was building--was it pent up fear or a bloody gash waiting to explode?
And then the searing stripe of pain through her right ankle. Yes, I remember this, she thought, as she wiggled it gingerly hoping that the next movement would prove her wrong. Flash, more pain.
Why am I in the cellar, hurt, alone? Comeon, brain--she closed her eyes against the darkness and summoned her memory back.....
More later.
February 02, 2003
And then I'd hire everybody
And I'd pay us bloggers to do some kickass thing that would change everything--kind of what we're doing, but with money.
If I got a lump sum of money...
...you know, a good lump sum that helped pay off bills so creditors would stop calling, you know, THAT kind of sum, then one of the first things I'd do is shell out the $12 a piece it would take to buy the ads off the blogs I enjoy reading. Ray and David for starters...
usually don't do these, but felt the results of this one, well, speak for themselves...
(1292-1358) At first, Isabella was a perfect princess: accomplished, pretty, young, and the oldest daughter of the King of France. But an inept, uncaring, homosexual husband (edward ii) pushed Isabella a bit too far, and she led a rebellion with her lover against Edward II. When it succeeded in putting her son on the throne, the ungrateful child put her in prison for the rest of her life-- 28 years.
which edward ii-era historical figure are you?
this quiz was made by Caitlin
with a little digging and the help of google...
I found part of the chatroom log that chronicled Brandon Vedas' death via overdose while online with webcam and chat....
here
here.
And, here:
[04:02] rippercam is up
[04:02] * grphish loves the cock!
[04:02] I got a grip of drugs
[04:02] show us ripper
[04:02] you want me to run my root off in ya boy
[04:02] ripper
[04:02] ripper is a gangster!!!
[04:02] what do you have
[04:02] do u guys grow
[04:02] magical mushrooms
[04:02] magical mushrooms are defined as psilocybe XXxXX
[04:02] ?
[04:02] klonoz!
[04:03] tune in
[04:03] watch
[04:03] give us url
[04:03] rippercam
[04:03] rippercam is functioning
[04:03] amaze
[04:03] * felix is now known as theKat
[04:03] http://www.klonopinz.com/webcam.html
[04:03] !rippercam
[04:03] forget rippercam
[04:03] grphish: I forgot rippercam
[04:03] ripper answer pm whore
[04:03] is sammi there?
[04:03] rippercam is http://www.klonopinz.com/webcam.html
[04:03] PUT A TOP ON
[04:03] *CLOSES HIS EYES*
[04:03] u see that chat
[04:03] oh dear
[04:03] butt slu t
[04:04] thats a lot of klonopin
[04:04] heh
[04:04] along with shrooms or pot
[04:04] looks like ripper is fine enough in the nude
[04:04] whats that ur holding?
[04:04] heh
[04:04] shrooms!
[04:04] shrooms are inevitable.
[04:04] yay ripper!
[04:04] shrooms in Rx bottle
[04:04] ripper cam
[04:04] lol
[04:04] s
[04:04] whos that?
[04:04] that is real
[04:04] bagga weed
[04:04] methadone 80mg
[04:04] thats u ripper
[04:04] ?
[04:04] or
[04:04] whats that red shit
[04:04] haha
[04:04] i knew it
[04:04] haa
[04:04] you lucky fux0r
[04:05] AHHAA
[04:05] brandon?
[04:05] brandon is a good dood though
[04:05] whats those bottles?
[04:05] TAKE ONE CAPSULE
[04:05] takea thousant!
[04:05] whats
[04:05] whats is he and she
[04:05] the fuckin bottles
[04:05] bottles is kind of coffin shaped too
[04:05] i DIDNT SEE
[04:06] ah
[04:06] is that bug ripper
[04:06] bud
[04:06] bud is a brand of beer as well as marijuana
[04:06] heh
[04:06] tonight is a ogod night fellas
[04:06] haha
[04:06] will u jerk it
[04:06] for me
[04:06] for me is is....i will explain
[04:06] so whaty do you have all together
[04:06] bud klono and methadone
[04:07] im just playin
[04:07] but whats in the bottles
[04:07] really
[04:07] really is there any place on the net that I can read where others have put brain power into devising ways to grow weed subversively?
[04:07] im not watching that shit anymore
[04:07] klono, methadone, restoril, inderal, weed, kb
[04:07] you need to shave your head
[04:07] kb?
[04:07] kind buds?
[04:07] yoda: methadone in bottles
[04:07] :p
[04:07] kind buds yes
[04:07] methadone
[04:07] methadone is easier on your nose than e
[04:07] u an ex heroin addict
[04:07] or hwaT?
[04:07] hwaT is the ring. . .?
[04:07] long story
[04:07] That usually means that the person doesn't want to talk about it.
[04:07] bottoms up fells
[04:07] check this shit
[04:07] hey ripper
[04:07] 8000mg equivalent of oxy-contin
[04:07] * gee_wiz has joined #shroomery
[04:07] Not a Care in Life
[04:08] * gee_wiz has left #shroomery
[04:08] haha
[04:08] i bet that tasted like shit
[04:08] brb drink
[04:08] a bottle of methadone is a dose of methadone?
[04:08] we see him knock his head on the back wall and stay there for the next 14 hours
[04:09] that little bottle is a dose?
[04:09] whao
[04:09] thats alot
[04:09] jesus
[04:09] Jesus healed the lame! With Cannabis Oil!!! http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/2633187.stm
[04:09] I just stumbled
[04:09] to the ktichen
[04:09] I'm all fucked up
[04:09] motherukc
[04:09] dude you just drank it
[04:09] attempted suicide #84
[04:09] did you smoke bud as well?
[04:09] yeah
[04:09] =P
[04:09] and
[04:09] ripper: how much methadone did you take?
[04:09] keep that respirator hady
[04:09] I'm gonna take some klonos
[04:09] watch
[04:09] hadny
[04:09] 80mg
[04:09] 80mg is alot of ritalin though
[04:09] handt
[04:09] pure
[04:09] pure is good yeah pure is good!
[04:10] hadndndyhdnahnaha ahdny handy
[04:10] how much is a regular dose?
[04:10] they start [eolpe who shoot at 20-30mg
[04:10] goodnight
[04:10] gang
[04:10] gang is believed to run five vans which all have curtains fitted behind the drivers seat and beds installed in the back.
[04:10] peace
[04:10] make baby cadavers
[04:10] out
[04:10] do you take this much nightly?
[04:10] much love
[04:10] <33333333
[04:10] byebyebyeybeybyebyeybe
[04:10] dont OD on us ripper
[04:10] firdt time with lwuid
[04:10] ufusls pillz
[04:10] so rhey are 5mg
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[04:10] did the methadone kick in aqlready
[04:11] or what.
[04:11] oh yeah
[04:11] I'm fcuk
[04:11] i wonder if we'll see ripper ever again
[04:11] hey ripper
[04:11] heh
[04:11] hey
[04:11] bonjour, ripper
[04:11] whatsup
[04:11] what are you on right now ripper
[04:11] yea what are you on
[04:11] aalot of drugs
[04:11] 80mg methadone
[04:11] 8mg klonopin
[04:11] 120mg resotril
[04:11] 1.5 grams KB
[04:11] 4 grams mersh
[04:11] mersh?
[04:11] mersh is east coast
[04:11] wtf
[04:12] 110 mg inderal
[04:12] hehe
[04:12] you're making drugs up!
[04:12] and
[04:12] lol
[04:12] whats mersh
[04:12] it has been said that mersh is east coast
[04:12] 2 vicodan
[04:12] dude
[04:12] you ever done this much before
[04:12] thats it
[04:12] eat more
[04:12] thats not much
[04:12] man. 2 vicodin would do me in
[04:12] don't overdose on us ripper :[
[04:12] I did this tonight
[04:12] u fools
[04:12] fools we will always be
[04:12] I eat that every morning
[04:12] did u not see my bag of drugs
[04:12] look
[04:12] * Pnutbot looks
[04:12] you pussy
[04:12] you pussy
[04:12] eat more
[04:12] haha Smoke2k stfu
[04:12] lol
[04:12] your fucking nuts ripper
[04:12] :)
[04:13] yeah
[04:13] thats what I thought bitch
[04:13] id take the methadone over all if that
[04:13] don't talk to me about doing enough drugs
[04:13] thats my pesonal stash
[04:13] tough love
[04:13] all the goods
[04:13] for a weekend of fun
[04:13] those benzos
[04:13] fuck yeah
[04:13] damn I am pretty sure that I would not be able more than the methadone and vicodan
[04:13] I solu eat 4 restoril
[04:13] one sec
[04:13] ripper
[04:13] ripper is a gangster!!!
[04:13] solu?
[04:13] You sure your judgement isn't impared to the least?
[04:13] you're not going to overdose on us are you?
[04:13] what the hell is this new dialect your making up
[04:14] great
[04:14] bottosms up
[04:14] lol
[04:14] cheers and righty hoe
[04:14] hell yea eat more
[04:14] lol
[04:14] eat more
[04:14] you pussy
[04:14] you should get sammi over there
[04:14] lol
[04:14] wait
[04:14] wait is that legal?
[04:14] I havent taken inderal
[04:14] mmmmMM
[04:14] to get your ass to the hospital in an hour
[04:14] damn if you die you fucking bitch I am going to feel so bad
[04:14] yah you have
here
here.
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