Defend the Indefensible: Cocaine

That's funny, milo, 'cause my gf turns into the snarkiest bitch alive on E.

E turns me into a terrible, paranoid, sickly person. I have a very bad reaction to it and, yes, become pretty bitchy because I get so itchy and ill.

FWIW, I much rather try anal.

damn!

That said, unless I only have a few, I will usually give one up to some who asks nicely. I certainly have bummed some in the past, and have a good deal of cigarette karma to make up for.

This is how I feel about it.

O RLY?

its not something i'd want to do very regularly though

Because they might not? I usually end(ed) up talking a lot and having fun, but never had an adverse reaction like this (and I'm already pretty ADD). I dunno if it's like ritalin and hyper kids, but it mostly just smoothed me out.

Cheap weed, OTOH, makes me paranoid, dehydrated and miserable.

That leads me to a chemistry question I've always wondered about - is it actually possible for different batches of drugs ('good' LSD vs. 'bad', 'mellow' pot vs schwag, Jager vs. bourbon) to impart different feelings and reactions? LSD is LSD I would think - if you're hallucinating, the chemical composition has to be roughly the same.

I'd say "DING DING DING" but I already did it on this thread.

;_;

"Good" LSD vs "Bad" is a matter of what else is in it, how it's made, etc. Sure, the active ingredient is the same, but always occurs in different concentrations (even from one side of the sheet to the next), and all the other shit that can end up in your acid can make it vary a lot. Same with Bourbon and Jager, roughly.

High grade pot and schwag are almost totally different drugs, though.

That's exactly what happens to me when I smoke pot! I've taken E a handful of times and never gotten off on it, although a few of those times involved other substances so who knows, really.

I guess one by one, all the drugs I used to take stopped being fun for me and now I just drink beer. I'm pretty content that way, although I wouldn't suggest that anybody else need to adopt my person habits. When it was fun, it was really fun.

That's what happens to me when I smoke shitty Mexican cornfield pot. But O! Canada!

Nothing against weed per se (stoned people are fine, if sometimes alittle dull) I just personally don't have a great reaction to it.

You guys are crazy! Cheap mexican pretendica is preferable to gnarly skunk, no freak-outs and "oh my god, my heart, MY HEART!" shit. I go out of my way to get crap mexiweed, just good, relaxing times.

It happens on pot, but less severe. It's more like bad thoughts keep creeping up on me if I'm bored.

That's what happens to me when I smoke shitty Mexican cornfield pot.

See the thing for me is that I feel like a lot of pot is too powerful. Maybe I've gotten bad stuff, but usually my friends rave about stuff from the same stash. I miss the days of a mellow smoke-out, where I didn't feel the need for anything but music. It makes me kind of antsy and hyper now.

I don't really do anything but beer and/or Jameson any more either. Seems like I'm too old for drugs now or something. Boo hoo.

will take the cheap mex mix over the high cost chronic anyday. Now-a-days designer chronic gets me hyped and racy - not the nice old fashioned calm & mellow high. I just steer clear these days and have a martini instead.

never did understand the joy of coke neither. just like 5 espressos with a numb nose and mouth. pfft. too much money for the jitters.

NOTM. I'd rather embarass myself by telling people I think they're great than do it by telling people I'm great. In my recent experience, cokeheads are nothing but wankers. Some dude got brought along to our place last night, burst into my room where our drummer, a friend and I were sharing a scliff, and basically ordered him to play his request on the drums. At 3am. Since there was no drumstool, he wrenched a chair away from my friend and started shouting at the top of his voice to play a "tune" on the drums.
Only last week a very attractive girl who'd obviously been truffling it up was walking around our kitchen and flirting with anyone who came in, only to put them down and laugh in their faces.
Two weeks ago was the worst. This guy - this fucking guy wouldn't leave even though all his mates had disappeared home and given up on him. "Gimme a beer and then I'll go" etc. He even tried to steal my coat because he was only wearing a t-shirt and claimed it was okay because "We know each other's families" whatever that was supposed to mean. He knew my ex-girlfriend's mum is about as close as we were. I remember him from when I used to work in an off-licence and he'd come in with his pregnant beat-up girlfriend and shout at her and the staff. Total fucking prick. And all these people had been doing charlie.
I've tried it a couple of times and found it doesn't really give me a "high" other than the ability to chat to anyone and everyone about my stupid life. I have friends who've gone through stages and they would basically blank me or fob me off with some superior comment when I met them out and about and they were on it.
My town used to be a nice friendly place to go but now can be a little scary going out what with cokos and their smart alec nonsequitors and threatening attitdues. It's bullshit.

Yes! The first bump or line make me yawn like crazy. But then there comes a point where I am irrevocably awake.

I know the calm feeling too. It's like my body is vibrating at such a speed that it's humming smoothly and calmly.

One night w/ a certain ILXor who has not yet contributed here I was hanging out snorting big ol' lines, falling asleep sitting on the couch, waking, snorting, sleeping on through morning. Ugh.

It has been 10 months since I lasted used cocaine.

which can be difficult once coke gets involved (see 9am effect)