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Cannibiphilis fumigus
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So like I’ve said, the activity levels in my mind are prone to daily fluctuations, and the last two days were examples of both extremes. The day before yesterday was hyperactive and alert, whereby I had no difficulty focusing on things and getting them done. When my Concerta wore off around suppertime (I was able to hold off taking it – good thing) it was a seamless transition into a still-alert state.
Yesterday was another matter altogether. I woke feeling out of touch with my environment and knowing it was going to be a real crapper of a day. It was reinforced when not even my meds would bring me out of it. And I had to finish a deck and start to put siding on a shed with a friend. Going to get materials I missed every other turn, drove past destinations, ran a red light, ad nauseum. On top of that I had to take off for a few minutes and went off with the nailer. But at least he understands my situation.
(Timespan: 1 phone call)
Well, that was the psychologist. Seems my appointment wasn’t yesterday; it was an hour and a half ago. This time I have it stored in my phone. See what I mean?
But yeah, I didn’t put in many nails yesterday, nor did I hang much siding, which we were at when the meds wore off. Well... As I predicted, it wasn’t the seamless transition like the day before, but a full-fledged crash back into mass confusion whereby when I turned my head it was almost like my vision had to catch up with me when my eyes stopped moving. I think I started to say something yesterday about what I was smoking, but every time I got on here I was dragged off by the proverbial nose ring like a cow at milking time. When the day was over I felt like I was dragged through a ditch filled with broken glass and iodine.
So far today I’m in better shape than yesterday. It doesn’t feel like there was any iodine in that ditch I was dragged through. But on the plus side, I didn’t get on the go early today because of the weather so I was able to hold off dropping my speed until almost dinnertime, thus giving me extra time into the evening before turning stupid again.
I was smoking uncured Hash Plant since I woke at 6:00. I’m not going to call this a smoke report per se because this stuff is not cured or anything, but I’ll talk about it anyway. I grew them from seeds I bought from Crop King and cut to dry last week. It’s somewhat harsh to smoke but it hits you the way HP is supposed to. Before you smoke it, make sure all your chores are done. Fuck, before you smoke this stuff, make sure you go for a piss. After smoking this stuff you won’t be able to get off the couch so you’ll probably go in your pants and not care.
This stuff hits me like nothing I’ve bought at the store over the past three years. The headrushes are intense and seem to last for minutes, and when I come out of them I’m reduced to nothing but a bowl of worm-infested fish guts that was left to the elements for three days.
But yeah... ADHD effects. I'd recommend it for a racing mind in the evening, but if you got things to do in the daytime you’ll be way too fucked up. Like I am here now. I just had a tremendous internal debate on whether to close the curtain to block the sun or remain sitting here sweating. By sheer intestinal fortitude I walked the five feet and pulled the drape. Yeah, a real good evening relaxer for sure. Or a daytime relaxer. Either way. Certainly it did nothing to enhance my focus, which I find tends to isolate me from the environment and leave me with my thoughts. Not always a good thing.
But I can definitely see it having real positive applications for anxiety and numerous physicals issues involving pain or muscle tensions.
As for recreational purposes, it is just the thing if you want to watch a TV show where you don’t have to follow the plot. Something mind-numbing where you don’t have to put any independent intelligent thought into it. Like a televangelist. If you smoke yourself to hallucination, you can even put up with one of those idiots.
I don’t think there’s much else I can think of right off, but I’m on autopilot anyway. I’m going to fire up another cone of Twd Indica. I’ll eventually have something good to say about it, but that’s for another time. Not that it’s bad now... it’s good but the good I have to say is.. aw, fuck it. Later.
Yesterday was another matter altogether. I woke feeling out of touch with my environment and knowing it was going to be a real crapper of a day. It was reinforced when not even my meds would bring me out of it. And I had to finish a deck and start to put siding on a shed with a friend. Going to get materials I missed every other turn, drove past destinations, ran a red light, ad nauseum. On top of that I had to take off for a few minutes and went off with the nailer. But at least he understands my situation.
(Timespan: 1 phone call)
Well, that was the psychologist. Seems my appointment wasn’t yesterday; it was an hour and a half ago. This time I have it stored in my phone. See what I mean?
But yeah, I didn’t put in many nails yesterday, nor did I hang much siding, which we were at when the meds wore off. Well... As I predicted, it wasn’t the seamless transition like the day before, but a full-fledged crash back into mass confusion whereby when I turned my head it was almost like my vision had to catch up with me when my eyes stopped moving. I think I started to say something yesterday about what I was smoking, but every time I got on here I was dragged off by the proverbial nose ring like a cow at milking time. When the day was over I felt like I was dragged through a ditch filled with broken glass and iodine.
So far today I’m in better shape than yesterday. It doesn’t feel like there was any iodine in that ditch I was dragged through. But on the plus side, I didn’t get on the go early today because of the weather so I was able to hold off dropping my speed until almost dinnertime, thus giving me extra time into the evening before turning stupid again.
I was smoking uncured Hash Plant since I woke at 6:00. I’m not going to call this a smoke report per se because this stuff is not cured or anything, but I’ll talk about it anyway. I grew them from seeds I bought from Crop King and cut to dry last week. It’s somewhat harsh to smoke but it hits you the way HP is supposed to. Before you smoke it, make sure all your chores are done. Fuck, before you smoke this stuff, make sure you go for a piss. After smoking this stuff you won’t be able to get off the couch so you’ll probably go in your pants and not care.
This stuff hits me like nothing I’ve bought at the store over the past three years. The headrushes are intense and seem to last for minutes, and when I come out of them I’m reduced to nothing but a bowl of worm-infested fish guts that was left to the elements for three days.
But yeah... ADHD effects. I'd recommend it for a racing mind in the evening, but if you got things to do in the daytime you’ll be way too fucked up. Like I am here now. I just had a tremendous internal debate on whether to close the curtain to block the sun or remain sitting here sweating. By sheer intestinal fortitude I walked the five feet and pulled the drape. Yeah, a real good evening relaxer for sure. Or a daytime relaxer. Either way. Certainly it did nothing to enhance my focus, which I find tends to isolate me from the environment and leave me with my thoughts. Not always a good thing.
But I can definitely see it having real positive applications for anxiety and numerous physicals issues involving pain or muscle tensions.
As for recreational purposes, it is just the thing if you want to watch a TV show where you don’t have to follow the plot. Something mind-numbing where you don’t have to put any independent intelligent thought into it. Like a televangelist. If you smoke yourself to hallucination, you can even put up with one of those idiots.
I don’t think there’s much else I can think of right off, but I’m on autopilot anyway. I’m going to fire up another cone of Twd Indica. I’ll eventually have something good to say about it, but that’s for another time. Not that it’s bad now... it’s good but the good I have to say is.. aw, fuck it. Later.
A good friend and ex-420 member told me if getting high every day makes me feel less stressed then why the hell wouldn't I go for it?