trajik

hey get on AIM i'm drunk and bored

Chicas don't have to drop trow.. the beauty of swiss cheese....KIDDING!

I wanna see his pimpin dad mostly

I wanna see

"Ho" in the most respectable meaning possible...

Crowina - will you be my board ho? I'm drunk.. and I need a board ho...

I was wondering why podes was all up on ya bootey... did you give him mad nudy pics?

rollergirl - what page is he on?

I've done it a few times.. it wasn't any more fun than being awake normally. I was just awake longer. Uh ohh..

She prolly PM'ed him a pic of her breasteses.

That is exactly why I'm on a drinking hiatus right now. I just realized another month is coming to a close and in reviewing it, I haven't accomplished any of my personal goals. It was a real downer to evaluate my life and see I'm not doing anything with it again. All I've been doing is working 50 hour weeks and drinking kind of heavily every night, and binging every weekend. Really sad. I probably spent something like $120 on my non-party beer drinking this month. I spent $50 at the airport bar Wednesday night, and am getting worse and worse. I'm starting to get more aggressive and irritable when not drinking. I'm not like that. I have a problem, and I'm stopping it.

I think all of you have it all wrong. I like a cold seat. A warm seat reminds me that someone else's big dirty ass was just sitting there. Nassy.

A black out is being drunk and not remembering!

My blackouts are when I know I was somewhere, but don't remember what I did. Not passing out, but just not remembering. They seem to happen a lot easier these days so I've chilled out on the drinking. I won't even feel really drunk but I'll have no clue how I got home the next day. Sometimes the memories come back, sometimes not. A few weekends back I woke up knowing I did something stupid the night before. A friend of mine showed me a picture the next day of me swinging my dong back and forth at her, like most dudes probably in the shower when feeling proud. I've historically been the naked guy... I feel lucky to have the only copy of that picture, unlucky that everyone saw it before I got it. Blackouts suck. I think they have to do with drinking a lot, frequently, and it burning out your memory. Maybe taking longer breaks would help.

But I don't have an anxiety problem... Sorry, I wasn't looking for a diagnosis, just asking anyone else if they've experienced it.

Not night tremors, night terrors. This account is sort of like what I experience. I've also been more or less clean for the past three years. Thanks for relating, and for the sound advice

I thought I saw a dude fucking her, and that they were all playing it off while I walked by. I didn't say anything about rape.

Has anyone ever heard of or experienced these? Back in 2001-02 when I used to do E a LOT, I'd fall asleep after being awake for 2 days and wake up like an hour afterward feeling like I was about to die. Not ill, but an impending doom feeling. Like the sun was about to crash into the earth. This feeling would last for about 3-5 minutes and then I'd be normal. It was almost like an extreme, delusional panic attack. One time I ran out of our apartment and walked a lap around the building before I realized I was fucked in the head and it wore off. I experienced that two or three times back then, and narrowed it down to being interrupted in sleep after being as sleep deprived as I was. One night a week or so ago, I'd just gone to sleep at about midnight, and I've been missing a lot of sleep lately due to hellish hours at work. No all nighters, but I definitely had a sleep deficit. My girlfriend called me from work at about 1am to pick her up, and she said hurry because she was already outside. I threw my pants and shirt on and felt an eerie, preyed upon feeling, like someone was in my apartment and was going to kill me. It was really creepy and it had me walking really cautiously around corners inside my place and all the way to the car. After getting on the road (about 3-5 minutes from waking up), it subsided, and on the way home I realized it was very similar to my old night terrors. The only difference was how I explained the feeling to myself, which I suppose is circumstantial. I was a tripped-out druggy then, and now I'm a 22 year old on my own trying to make it. It was the end of the world then, and someone stalking me now. Sorry for the novel... anyone had this happen to them?

You're a little too green to be talking shit... I've been on this board for years and even I don't talk to people like that. Go back to your WWJD board, or chill the fuck out.

I bought 11 white doves once in 2001, which I think were very very strong MDA. They were very visual and heavy each time I'd had them. I ended up staying up for like 3 days on these tabs, and went to an outdoor party on the third night. I only knew like 3 people at this party of probably 50-60 heads. Everything was cool until I saw this dude sitting by a fire with blood coming out of his ear. Every time I looked away and looked back at him I saw the same event over again, like it rewinded. The dude next to me kept showing his friend a throwing knife he was sitting on, and everyone I looked at would look back at me while talking to someone else like they were plotting. Things went sour and I ended up walking around this neighborhood (the south side of San Antonio is pretty ghetto, dumb move on my part), and I got lost. I walked past a group of dudes that looked like they were fucking this chick against a car, and when they saw me they stopped and stood there talking to each other saying "so yeah, hey, what's up.. yeah, nothing.. so how's it going?" like they were playing it off. When I got my head chilled out enough to go back to the party, I realized I didn't know where it was now. After walking around some more trying to retrace my footsteps, I saw a glowstick go into the air and land on the street. I found the party and got a ride home. I'm convinced none of this actually happened and it was all in my head, but I know for sure that I'll never be up that long on drugs again.

Alright - and the fucked up thing.. [trip-report] I'm alllllll K'ed up, sitting on this deep ass arm chair. I'd been railing in and around the K hole all night and day. The $35/liq days. Way too fucked up, and everyone's passing around fresh balloons. I get one handed to me, kinda like "whatever," I just start breathing in and out of the balloon. My head starts to feel like a balloon and I get up and walk. It's the kind of walking you do when you're so fucked up you think you might die and you don't know where you're going but it's probably somewhere where you won't die in front of people. I felt like all the veins in my face were bulging and everyone in front of me was staring at me the whole time I was walking past them. I was paranoidly looking back and forth at them without moving my head, as if they couldn't see my eyes moving. Then my head popped. I was back in the chair. I'd never gotten up. If that's not some whacked ass transdimensional double dissociation, I don't know what is... [/trip-report]

Get deep enough on K to be almost unable to move, and then do a whippit. That's my highest. It was living the afterlife until the whippit wore off.. then I couldn't remember who I was for a short while.

I did once, you can heat it just like you would glass. The binder melts down to a burnt black spot on the foil, but the E wisps up, and the effect is shorter but slightly more intense.

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I've had a lot of fun doing it. Low doses can make you feel kind of robotic, but still very clear headed. It's only scary if you do too much and you don't know what you're getting into. Also remember that the come-up can take a while, so don't dose again because you're not feeling very much in an hour. http://www.erowid.org/chemicals/dxm/dxm.shtml Read up, and enjoy.