drinking 12 espresso each with speed on one day (I almost had a hard attack and couldn't sleep for like 1½days)
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Ketamine
I was in hospital and had some significant pain. Opiate based pain relief doesn't really effect me so they said we will try a ketamine. I said ok, I had never had it before....wow dissociative drugs, are not for me. I told the nurse to stop it and had a small argument about it with her as I felt myself become distant and spacey.
I decided that the pain was better then the loosing my mind feeling, stuck with paracetamol.
Skydiving. It's super windy and loud. It's a predictable struggle between gravity and air resistance. There's a man firmly pressed up against my bum. You end up back where you started. Super inefficient and uncomfortable mode of transportation.
I’m curious, if you’re open to discussing it: what did you fail to trust your gut feeling about, and what was the result?
Smoking some weed that was definitely shady.
Do your intuition was that there was something sketchy in it, but you convinced yourself it wasn’t true?
What happened?
To be honest, it looked good but something just in my gut didn’t like it. But I said fuck it, didn’t feel good for 3 days after that night. No appetite and just felt weird/high for a good few days after it
I read an article in reader’s digest as a kid. It basically said it’s good to trust your intuition because your subconscious might be seeing something that your conscious mind isn’t seeing.
The article told the story of some woman who escaped being a particular serial killer’s victim by deciding to trust her sudden feeling of fear, and getting the fuck out of the apartment where they’d been hanging out.
When she was interviewed later, she only then realized that he’d been closing windows one after another as he walked around the apartment.
At the time she didn’t consciously make the connection, but maybe her subconscious did.
Boiled peanuts. Never afuckingain
Loved them. And I loved the whole post apocalyptic fires under huge caldroms feature about them. Best part of my trip to Georgia except for the cocaine.
I have no experience with boiled peanuts. What's the deal?
They're like someone with a salty mouth sucked regular peanuts until they absorbed all the warm saliva and swelled up, and then spat them into a paper bag and left them for a few hours on a warm park bench.
Well, fuck you for that. I can taste the texture of your comment and I am quite unhappy about it.
Have you ever had cacahuates japoneses "Japanese peanuts"? They're the opposite of that, I highly recommend them.
They're dry and taste like cold ass?