The Not Happy Thread

To me that would be a little shocking considering I always thought they were fuelled by black tar opium.

 

No, it was poppers.

 

Actually as I understand it Lewis Caroll was seriously into mathematics and his absurdist literary works were an illustration of how he viewed abstract mathematics as being useless and terrible. Apparently it's a scathing satire of (then) modern mathematics and Carroll himself was totally lacking in any sense of humor.

Then again I've also heard it said he was a pedophile.

Still, none of these theories are mutually exclusive...

 

Now I have a craving for chicken poppers. Deep fried food is more deadly than marijuana, but is it outlawed? I think McDonalds and Big Pharma are cahooting.

 

Honestly when it takes 40 years to kill you I'm not all that worried about how deadly it is.

 

My paycheck came in.

. . . I can't afford groceries . . .

I'm now worried I won't be able to afford next month's rent.

Good thing I forgot to cancel my auto payment to my gas credit card—which I had already completely paid off.

Guess this means I might as well drive all the way back home this weekend and splurge off my mama's cooking~


She did call to say she has holiday tips & gifts customer's left for me and I was technically invited, so it's fine.

 

I have norovirus. Not cool.

 

This made me think for a minute that I should go to LA for a bit, but then I realized I'm not well trained.

 

I'll say...I'm really sensitive to meds, and a new doc, not reading my file, gave me too high of a dosage of codeine once. Stuff made me hallucinate.

 

I just get sleepy, and my mouth gets dry. It gives some people euphoria, but I think there's something wrong with me cos I've never gotten high on codeine. It numbs the pain well, though.

 

You're not supposed to chug the whole bottle (or two)!

<looks up and to the left, whistles innocently>

<fluorescent rainbow spider on the ceiling pauses in its construction of a web of sighs and dreams, and whistles back, in harmony>

 

PM me, and I can tell you some places where you can get less expensive groceries. I was broke and had no backup when I moved to L.A. . Meanwhile, hang in there. The first nine months in are the hardest.

If your car is decent and you have a good driving record, Lyft is a flexible option for extra cash. (A lot of actors I know like driving for them better than Uber). Also, sign yourself up for TaskRabbit.

Also, if you are in LA., it's pilot season. That means a lot of actors need temporary places to live, so check into getting a temporary roommate. I know one guy who literally rents his couch. If your place has a detached garage, it's also not uncommon in L.A. to rent it out as a storage space...which can obviously run afoul of the landlord, but people do it all the time.

Good idea. Helps is the chimp is pretty, though. A lot of places in L.A. want photos (one face, one full body) as part of the application process. I wish I was kidding.

 

Among other issues, I have bad knees( product of a failed motocross obsession when I was young and immortal), the wife got me a couple of those Tommy Copper sleeves to help with the more painful days. They aren't helping. Big surprise there, eh?

 

Ocular migraine.

Annoying.

I would type more IF I COULD BLEEPING SEE!

That is all.

 

It is technically possible for people not to be able to get high on opiates but have them still work on you as pain killers. Rare as hell though.

I'd guess you just have a higher natural tolerance than most, or that you just took medicinal quantities. Codeine is a funny drug; going through your liver turns it into morphine (just about every opiate is just morphine in disguise) and that means that it's dependent on your enzymes how quickly and how completely you process it. Taking medicinal amounts (ie, enough that the paracetamol won't kill you) then it's hard to get really high. And if you're in a good mood then you might just not notice mild euphoria.

Codeine is the baby bear of narcotics though.

 

My brother had a headache at school once, so he asked his friend, who has a bad leg, if he had any paracetamol. Friend hands him a couple of tablets, he takes them, all fine. Only then, he began to feel a bit less alert. His friend checks the tablets. "Err... I might have given you codeine, mate." School lunch tasted great for once... Then the bell goes. On the way to his lesson, he starts giggling really hard. Everyone's staring at him, because my brother's the weird goody-goody nerdy type (runs in the family) and so anything weird he does gets a lot of attention. So he just sat through Science really high, and slowly came down in that fifty-minute period. Then he told me the story when i came home for the holidays and I accidentally told Mum thinking she already knew. Oops...

 

A friend an asshole I used to know once took his sister's methadone for a migraine. It ended really badly. That's one one kind of pain that opiates don't work on. For migraines you want LSD.

 

I was going to have my housewarming tonight - but I had to postpone it since some of the guest felt like they didn't afford coming here (I live a fifteen/twenty minute train ride away from them). Turns out they're going to the opening of a new nightclub instead. I'd ask if I could tag along if it didn't feel so awkward...

 

Instead of saying they already have plans for the weekend, they decided to lie?? Is that some kind of weird over-politeness thing or... huh?