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Topics: friendship, alcohol, livejournal, drugs

2004-10-06

I really don't update this thing very often, do I?

Well, I can expound on today's plan, however. I shall go home, get drunk and play nethack until I pass out. When I awaken, I shall prepare for my trip to České Budějovice and figure out when I can possibly go visit Maja in Munich. Perhaps the following weekend? Women are very good at making me feel guilty.

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Commentaries:

Jayson:

Nethack... so did you win?

Me:

No, I gave up after a while from frustration and watched a film (21 Grams) instead.

Acy:

Smoke pot instead. If you smoke enough, you'll still pass out, but you won't be destroying your liver. Your lungs won't like you so much, though. However, I imagine your lungs can handle the abuse a little better at this point.

Jayson:

Just make pot brownies then. It will take a little longer to start but you can really get messed up and have a hard time being certain of the doesage until it's too late. Your liver and lungs will thank you.

Tony:

Or heroin! Fast-acting, provides hours of entertainment.

Acy:

Yeah, but it gives the brownies a nasty bitter flavor and makes you unbelievable constipated.

Me:

Do you prefer constipation or prujem, Aceman?

Acy:

The dosage is really not that hard to titrate. Just make them really fucking strong and start out with a little tiny brownie. Work up from there.

Me:

I am uncertain why you would think that I would not be alive, my dear Aceman. I can get pot, if needed, from my friends in Kacerov, but I don't really like the way it makes me feel, especially if I am alone. Paranoia. Did I ever tell you the story about when I had to tie myself to my bed when I was living in Holland so I wouldn't jump out of the window? Too much marijuana. Hmmm.... I guess I understand why you may think that I would not be alive.
Maja is a girl with whom Loyal talked on the phone four years ago. I remember very clearly what he told me when she handed me back my mobile: "Dude, I can't believe it. She's 18!" If anyone wants to call me next weekend, you may be able to talk to her, as well.

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