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i can not sleep right now, last few days have been really hard to fall alseep when i wish to.
kinda feel like im coming down with some head cold, half my head feels infected or pluged up.
Geordie is a fellow i've known for about 20 years now, was friends with his sister when i first moved to mission, grew up in the same hood.
He would sometimes come play with us, and pretty much be like the director of our play sessions (he was extremly bright/advanced for his age), make up crazy story lines to follow, with such attention to realistic details, and far fetched ideas. The house hold he grew up in was always very hot headed, people yelling at each other at least once a day, hard core screaming matches and power stuggles, it was kinda scarey going over there, but i did on occasion.
i moved away from that neighbourhood after awhile, and drifted apart form that crowd around the time i got into high school...
then my sister moved out with her boy friend, and at one point they lived with Geordie, he was still the same sort of fellow, would make up crazy far fetched odd concepts to make everyone laugh, played video games, did some schooling, dropped out, and had a basic job to support himself, and seemed to like it that way. Somewhere he got messed up, did strange things with the phones that made it go sour between my sister and her boy friend, moved back home, and took a different job, and eventually found out he was a father of a daughter.
He became addicted to methamphetamines, lost his job, lost rights to be with his daughter due to his actions, and lost alot of friends. There was quite a downward spiral. He is also manic/depressive and bi polar, and all that combined with all the knowledge, and understanding of theories that most dont try to understand, and meth...it was a bad scene.
The other day it finally got to be too much, he was litterally going crazy, became a very big pest for people i know, and the general public. His ranting and ravings would go from some crazy theory, then to his belief that he was the time keeper, and that he stepped outside of time and it was a huge mistake, then trail off into incoherent ramblings, just like those fellows you might see on the sky train. He was at the coffee shop a day after an unfortunate situation with thisoldman, and he was the highest i've ever seen him...i bought him a coffee at his request, and sat on the patio listening to him ranting and rambling on...i didnt want to leave or he would just direct his rantings elsewhere, i was able to tolerate his ranting for long periods, so i thought i'd just try and listen and help ground him in some way, but it didnt matter what you said, he was in his own little world, he would pick up on what you said, but not really care, just continue rambling...but eventually i had to go home and eat/run errands, i drove by once and he was still there, and i saw two friends there talking to him...i was worried the girl at the coffee shop was going to close down, and he would still be there not leaving, so i thought i should stop by around the time the shop closed, i did, and the shop was closed, no Geordie...so then i thought he probably went back to Thisoldman's house, where there was a restraining order placed agaisnt him, i thought maybe when i got there the cops would be there..but nope..i arrived and all was normal. Then my friends informed me that the cops were called on him, and he was hauled off to the psych ward for a 24 hour watch, then was goign to be transfered to another one in vancouver for another24 hour, then an evaluation...i dont know whats happened to him at this point, but i really hope he's been locked up enough to detox, and get some help...
(i didnt really do that great of a job giving details up there, and left out so much)
other stuff...
SEXY PARTY!
this years sexy party was the greatest one yet...
"2004nication"
it was my 3rd time doing e, and boy was it great. I used to hate the idea of extacy, but now that i've done it, i can see what all the talk is about...it sure made my night interesting and fun, i was much more open, and danced and had a all out blast..SOOOOO MANY SEXY PEOPLE...
this year i wore a towel, housecoat, and under it all i had boxer briefs, and leather pants that were tucked up like shorts, and a leather jacket to keep me warm, sandles, and a hat...but i didnt need it after awhile, so i was walking around in just the towel and hat...sipping on red wine, and dancing and feel euphoric...i really DIDNT WANT IT TO END...alissa did 3 caps too, but after the 3rd she got a little sick, so that brought us to the bus to chill out, and end up in big cuddle puddle with a few people...until about 12 the next day where i drove home...still feelign really out of it but sober at the same time...
I've had some vivid dreams of the party
wierd ones which i'll add here later, im just about to leave for work now
damn, only going on about 2-3 hours sleep now...
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so yeah, im really ill now, walked home from work and the slight feeling of sickness kicked my ass and mutated into something really bad, now im pretty much full blown ILL!
lame for me, but i did it to myself, lowered my immune system by doing e, not eating well after, and also hanging out outside with nothing but a towel on...
anyway...
my dreams the past few days after 2004nication have been very odd, i had this one where i was kinda sleeping in the back of the bus and 2 girls came in and sat near me, then they started talking about me, then all of a sudden i could hear very weird voices, wispers from somewhere else as if i could hear people inside the house...it got really intense and then i felt this pressure in my one ear that was exposed in my dream and in my real sleep position, it was as if someone had a straw in my ear and was sucking in and out real quick, the sensation felt very real, and i tried to moved but was paralised for real...this has happened in my dreams before, but then i woke, and was able to finally move after a few moments.
i had another one where i was about to get in a 70s car, im guessing a buick riviera (the kind with the cool window, green with white leather...
and we were in this sunny rolling hills sort of road. we being some dustin the driver, greg the passanger, and some weird girl i didnt know, greg was trying hard to get a seat beside her, but then she made a deliberate move to sit beside me...greg was upset...then she put her hand on my crotch as we drove away and i was weirded out and dustin crashed the car, then she wispered something in my ear...then i woke up...
kinda feel like im coming down with some head cold, half my head feels infected or pluged up.
Geordie is a fellow i've known for about 20 years now, was friends with his sister when i first moved to mission, grew up in the same hood.
He would sometimes come play with us, and pretty much be like the director of our play sessions (he was extremly bright/advanced for his age), make up crazy story lines to follow, with such attention to realistic details, and far fetched ideas. The house hold he grew up in was always very hot headed, people yelling at each other at least once a day, hard core screaming matches and power stuggles, it was kinda scarey going over there, but i did on occasion.
i moved away from that neighbourhood after awhile, and drifted apart form that crowd around the time i got into high school...
then my sister moved out with her boy friend, and at one point they lived with Geordie, he was still the same sort of fellow, would make up crazy far fetched odd concepts to make everyone laugh, played video games, did some schooling, dropped out, and had a basic job to support himself, and seemed to like it that way. Somewhere he got messed up, did strange things with the phones that made it go sour between my sister and her boy friend, moved back home, and took a different job, and eventually found out he was a father of a daughter.
He became addicted to methamphetamines, lost his job, lost rights to be with his daughter due to his actions, and lost alot of friends. There was quite a downward spiral. He is also manic/depressive and bi polar, and all that combined with all the knowledge, and understanding of theories that most dont try to understand, and meth...it was a bad scene.
The other day it finally got to be too much, he was litterally going crazy, became a very big pest for people i know, and the general public. His ranting and ravings would go from some crazy theory, then to his belief that he was the time keeper, and that he stepped outside of time and it was a huge mistake, then trail off into incoherent ramblings, just like those fellows you might see on the sky train. He was at the coffee shop a day after an unfortunate situation with thisoldman, and he was the highest i've ever seen him...i bought him a coffee at his request, and sat on the patio listening to him ranting and rambling on...i didnt want to leave or he would just direct his rantings elsewhere, i was able to tolerate his ranting for long periods, so i thought i'd just try and listen and help ground him in some way, but it didnt matter what you said, he was in his own little world, he would pick up on what you said, but not really care, just continue rambling...but eventually i had to go home and eat/run errands, i drove by once and he was still there, and i saw two friends there talking to him...i was worried the girl at the coffee shop was going to close down, and he would still be there not leaving, so i thought i should stop by around the time the shop closed, i did, and the shop was closed, no Geordie...so then i thought he probably went back to Thisoldman's house, where there was a restraining order placed agaisnt him, i thought maybe when i got there the cops would be there..but nope..i arrived and all was normal. Then my friends informed me that the cops were called on him, and he was hauled off to the psych ward for a 24 hour watch, then was goign to be transfered to another one in vancouver for another24 hour, then an evaluation...i dont know whats happened to him at this point, but i really hope he's been locked up enough to detox, and get some help...
(i didnt really do that great of a job giving details up there, and left out so much)
other stuff...
SEXY PARTY!
this years sexy party was the greatest one yet...
"2004nication"
it was my 3rd time doing e, and boy was it great. I used to hate the idea of extacy, but now that i've done it, i can see what all the talk is about...it sure made my night interesting and fun, i was much more open, and danced and had a all out blast..SOOOOO MANY SEXY PEOPLE...
this year i wore a towel, housecoat, and under it all i had boxer briefs, and leather pants that were tucked up like shorts, and a leather jacket to keep me warm, sandles, and a hat...but i didnt need it after awhile, so i was walking around in just the towel and hat...sipping on red wine, and dancing and feel euphoric...i really DIDNT WANT IT TO END...alissa did 3 caps too, but after the 3rd she got a little sick, so that brought us to the bus to chill out, and end up in big cuddle puddle with a few people...until about 12 the next day where i drove home...still feelign really out of it but sober at the same time...
I've had some vivid dreams of the party
wierd ones which i'll add here later, im just about to leave for work now
damn, only going on about 2-3 hours sleep now...
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so yeah, im really ill now, walked home from work and the slight feeling of sickness kicked my ass and mutated into something really bad, now im pretty much full blown ILL!
lame for me, but i did it to myself, lowered my immune system by doing e, not eating well after, and also hanging out outside with nothing but a towel on...
anyway...
my dreams the past few days after 2004nication have been very odd, i had this one where i was kinda sleeping in the back of the bus and 2 girls came in and sat near me, then they started talking about me, then all of a sudden i could hear very weird voices, wispers from somewhere else as if i could hear people inside the house...it got really intense and then i felt this pressure in my one ear that was exposed in my dream and in my real sleep position, it was as if someone had a straw in my ear and was sucking in and out real quick, the sensation felt very real, and i tried to moved but was paralised for real...this has happened in my dreams before, but then i woke, and was able to finally move after a few moments.
i had another one where i was about to get in a 70s car, im guessing a buick riviera (the kind with the cool window, green with white leather...
and we were in this sunny rolling hills sort of road. we being some dustin the driver, greg the passanger, and some weird girl i didnt know, greg was trying hard to get a seat beside her, but then she made a deliberate move to sit beside me...greg was upset...then she put her hand on my crotch as we drove away and i was weirded out and dustin crashed the car, then she wispered something in my ear...then i woke up...