This
8.30.2015
7.26.2015
Beau zap mother fickle
Just so everyone knows I had to share this experience of ssri and snri withdrawal.
Background: 4 days ago
Walgreens gave me 3 days dosage of fluoxitine 40mg because they were unable to contact my Dr in time to refill my prescriptions. Today was Saturday and I never had any of my meds because the only one they have ready so far is bupropion and I still have old smaller dosages of that left, so I guess I just gonna wait out the fluoxitine withdrawal until it's refilled. ..
Consequently today I slept through dinner and then after everyone else's bed time I became conscious but unable to think or move or sleep. I apologize for my neglect of grammar but this is just about the worst interface on mobileand FUCK it.
I had woken up and tossed and turned in pain of this persistent migraine or brain zapand around 130i finally decided a passion killer was absolutely necessary and Holy sit did it just say passion for real.
Pain.
Pain killer. I had randomly happened to have had a vicodin and so I ate it and also took a one-hit of bud in ghopes off some immediate therapy.
I got online and looked at brain zap stuff and then I took one of mom's 5htp.
Shot want helping. I could feel the effects. But the migraine was still totally over powering every thought and sensation. I cuddled with the dog. I deeply massaged the back of my neck and barse of skull. After all of this. I could feel a lessening of prominence of the pain. I reloaded my hitter with a substantially tight pack of bud and after smoking it I took one of the íbuprophen on the counter. The high immediately muffled the pain. I began to wonder how long I had given the other meds to activate. How long I'd been searching online for help. How long I'd been wiring in bed before giving up on sleeping.
I received a mind FUCK from my browser history with agitate the pain like a loud noise or bright lights
At least now I can stop thinking about it and that I'm finally comfortable. Thank God for weed. May the truth be learned and experienced by all. I need to learn how to disconnect from these pills.
Background: 4 days ago
Walgreens gave me 3 days dosage of fluoxitine 40mg because they were unable to contact my Dr in time to refill my prescriptions. Today was Saturday and I never had any of my meds because the only one they have ready so far is bupropion and I still have old smaller dosages of that left, so I guess I just gonna wait out the fluoxitine withdrawal until it's refilled. ..
Consequently today I slept through dinner and then after everyone else's bed time I became conscious but unable to think or move or sleep. I apologize for my neglect of grammar but this is just about the worst interface on mobileand FUCK it.
I had woken up and tossed and turned in pain of this persistent migraine or brain zapand around 130i finally decided a passion killer was absolutely necessary and Holy sit did it just say passion for real.
Pain.
Pain killer. I had randomly happened to have had a vicodin and so I ate it and also took a one-hit of bud in ghopes off some immediate therapy.
I got online and looked at brain zap stuff and then I took one of mom's 5htp.
Shot want helping. I could feel the effects. But the migraine was still totally over powering every thought and sensation. I cuddled with the dog. I deeply massaged the back of my neck and barse of skull. After all of this. I could feel a lessening of prominence of the pain. I reloaded my hitter with a substantially tight pack of bud and after smoking it I took one of the íbuprophen on the counter. The high immediately muffled the pain. I began to wonder how long I had given the other meds to activate. How long I'd been searching online for help. How long I'd been wiring in bed before giving up on sleeping.
I received a mind FUCK from my browser history with agitate the pain like a loud noise or bright lights
6.07.2015
Cereal Kief Project
I'm going to start keeping the cereal kief from the bottom of the bag, and consolidate it into one bag for several weeks or until a good amount accumulates...
Then I make Fruity Pebble crispy squares and top or mix in all the kief or what if i mix it into white frosting and frost them!!!
Then I make Fruity Pebble crispy squares and top or mix in all the kief or what if i mix it into white frosting and frost them!!!
6.02.2015
Disable Scan And Fix when inserting a Removable Disk in Windows
I easily found the solution online to configure this feature in Windows, but I never saw a download hosted that would just change it for you, so I made one and I'm hosting it.
This downloadable .reg file changes one registry entry when opened (merged):
Disable the Shell Hardware Detection Service from Auto start in Windows.
The function of this Service is to monitor for removable media being inserted and to prompt the user to Scan and Repair (often erroneously, especially if you've been removing usb devices without "safely removing or ejecting").
This setting always consequently disables Auto-play and Windows Image Acquisition. I think WIA is mainly for a finite list of cameras and other imaging devices, and that it shouldn't affect the user's ability to browse the contents of imaging devices' storage directories.
Do not apply this setting if you want to continue using autoplay for audio and video discs or for document type analysis for external and flash disks.
If you usually preemptively have a My Computer / This PC window open in explorer, and you always ignore the safely remove hardware feature and scan and fix message whenever you insert media like I do, then this command is for you!
Disable RemovableDisk ScanAndFix WIA Autoplay
Everyone is free to execute, modify, and duplicate this file; and the end user is responsible for any resultant consequence. The exact code can be viewed by opening the file in a text editor, and is as follows:
If only I knew a way of disabling Scan and Fix, whilst also having autoplay open the storage folder of the disk insterted. Then I'd need a way to also keep the option to autoplay audio and video in a media player...
"Will anyone read this?" he thought to himself aloud, typing away, alone in his office. "Will whoever needs to use it be able to find it?" he third personally wondered. "Will anyone find this post or read it in another way, then decide they want to use the download, having previously never considered it?" he looked around the room. Connected to his office was a warehouse without the division of interior walls. His thoughts echoed silently until suddenly they became deafening and he realized that the world we are forced to see is false and nothing is true. Then he made this dream real. "Um, I was wondering, um, why has anyone ever had a dream, that you um you had, um dedotated wam, you you you could do, to a server, you could do so, you, even be far as you will, you want, what's the wecommended amount of problem make, when you no dedoteded wam problem have you don't want to go to a server I should have to do you so much you could do more like anything?"
META related:
Bonus examples of Google Drive shared file [(No) preview (available)] url links
https://drive.google.com/open?id=THIS&authuser=0
https://drive.google.com/file/d/THIS/edit?usp=sharing
and of a Google Drive shared file direct download link:
https://docs.google.com/uc?export=download&id=THIS
h/t http://www.bloggeryard.com/2014/01/upload-files-for-download-in-blogger.html
edit: i actually fucked up the code in the original file and in the quote block of the post, this was corrected by omitting gratuitous quotes around the dword value in the code. The .reg file linked was also edited accordingly with a Google Drive Notepad editor. This appended a.txt file extension, and on reflection, this is probably a pretty important security feature. The url of the link has been updated.
This downloadable .reg file changes one registry entry when opened (merged):
Disable the Shell Hardware Detection Service from Auto start in Windows.
The function of this Service is to monitor for removable media being inserted and to prompt the user to Scan and Repair (often erroneously, especially if you've been removing usb devices without "safely removing or ejecting").
This setting always consequently disables Auto-play and Windows Image Acquisition. I think WIA is mainly for a finite list of cameras and other imaging devices, and that it shouldn't affect the user's ability to browse the contents of imaging devices' storage directories.
Do not apply this setting if you want to continue using autoplay for audio and video discs or for document type analysis for external and flash disks.
If you usually preemptively have a My Computer / This PC window open in explorer, and you always ignore the safely remove hardware feature and scan and fix message whenever you insert media like I do, then this command is for you!
Disable RemovableDisk ScanAndFix WIA Autoplay
Everyone is free to execute, modify, and duplicate this file; and the end user is responsible for any resultant consequence. The exact code can be viewed by opening the file in a text editor, and is as follows:
Windows Registry Editor Version 5.00[HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SYSTEM\CurrentControlSet\Services\ShellHWDetection]"Start"=dword:00000004
If only I knew a way of disabling Scan and Fix, whilst also having autoplay open the storage folder of the disk insterted. Then I'd need a way to also keep the option to autoplay audio and video in a media player...
"Will anyone read this?" he thought to himself aloud, typing away, alone in his office. "Will whoever needs to use it be able to find it?" he third personally wondered. "Will anyone find this post or read it in another way, then decide they want to use the download, having previously never considered it?" he looked around the room. Connected to his office was a warehouse without the division of interior walls. His thoughts echoed silently until suddenly they became deafening and he realized that the world we are forced to see is false and nothing is true. Then he made this dream real. "Um, I was wondering, um, why has anyone ever had a dream, that you um you had, um dedotated wam, you you you could do, to a server, you could do so, you, even be far as you will, you want, what's the wecommended amount of problem make, when you no dedoteded wam problem have you don't want to go to a server I should have to do you so much you could do more like anything?"
META related:
Bonus examples of Google Drive shared file [(No) preview (available)] url links
https://drive.google.com/open?id=THIS&authuser=0
https://drive.google.com/file/d/THIS/edit?usp=sharing
and of a Google Drive shared file direct download link:
https://docs.google.com/uc?export=download&id=THIS
h/t http://www.bloggeryard.com/2014/01/upload-files-for-download-in-blogger.html
edit: i actually fucked up the code in the original file and in the quote block of the post, this was corrected by omitting gratuitous quotes around the dword value in the code. The .reg file linked was also edited accordingly with a Google Drive Notepad editor. This appended a.txt file extension, and on reflection, this is probably a pretty important security feature. The url of the link has been updated.
4.20.2015
Nobody Can Stop Information Insemination.
You can't intimidate people, put people in jail, stick them with fines, intrude on their rights and homes, separate their families, and take their personal supplies and equipment - just for trying to find some relief with what ails them. Anybody who's reasonable and responsible gets this right. Anybody with even a slight interest in the truth recognizes the "reefer madness" doctrine was based on a propaganda lie. The harm done to millions by this prohibition is incalculable. This is about much more than a plant or a substance. This is about the truth and community.
The law is not god. The law is arbitrary and irrelevant. Truth may not be self evident, but is sincere and everlasting. Do not trust in the law. The law is unhealthy and self-detrimental. Do not respect the law. The law disregards all notion of justice and freedom in the interest of tradition and more remarkably of authoritative profit. The law is violent and ignorant. Do not follow the law. Do not support the law. Do not recite the law. Debase the law. Do not consult the law. Deny the law. Reject the law. Decry the law. Speak truth. Fuck the law. Damn the law. Blow the whistle. Sound the horn. Truth will win. Why choose to oppose love, comfort, health, community, nature, and reality? Why serve in the name of the void of reason and compassion? Why denounce a harmonic symbiosis in the name of soulless institution? Why deny our own experience? Defend the truth. Discard the law. Evolve.
http://www.gofundme.com/rw8p88r?fb_action_ids=10153329618508738
4.13.2015
UPDATE
NOBODY GIVES A SHIT ABOUT BIGFOOT
SO FUCK EM!
anyways, so i graduated my course two sessions early today, but here's why:
right before christmas (dec.2014) there was a weekend i decided to join a bunch of my friends and drink in the bars downtown. it was two nights in a row. i'll completely ignore the irrelevant details, but the first night i got drunk enough to dance and get hot... and i left my leather coat upstairs at the blue moose, hanging on the bench in the far corner. i was 100% sure that i left it there and was pretty confident that i could ask the barkeeps and get it back. we had left the bar at closing, which was two a.m, so no one should have been there except barkeeps. i was pretty sure i'd be fine, but i'd had an unmarked cannabis chocolate in the breast pocket of my jacket.
the next night we were all going to the same identical bar, and i asked and got my coat, and the candy was still in it. i'd have been uncaring if the thing was gone, and more concerned about the coat itself, but now that i had it again, i was pretty happy... i was saving it for a later date and it was in my jacket because i didn't want anybody to find it. i hung it in the same identical spot and also got drunk enough to dance and get hot again, but this time i remembered my coat when the bar closed at two a.m.
my group had somehow split from myself and one friend, who needed a ride home, at whose house i'd be staying, and i had my car downtown because i drove for some reason. i think there were like four drunk people needing rides to the bar where we were all going, and i had had either nothing, or less than a beer. this is pretty standard as my driving rule, and why i ended up driving after the bar that night, i suppose it was some sort of fate?
my friend and i walked to my car in the free lot that is accessed from gilbert street, which is a main, through street downtown. i recalled a recent past night in which i waited sober in my car in that lot because i was waiting for a friend who was at a bar to come out and i drove him home. he is notorious for being late and slow, so when i pulled onto gilbert street and three drunk young ladies walked out in front of me, i agreed to drive them home as well, i'd just get my friend afterwards and he probably wouldn't even be ready still...
come to think of it, this must have been in october because i remember the girls giving me fake names and wearing costumes. they also gave me the watch that i am wearing now. they kind of digged in their purses and it was what they came up with as a thank you for the ride. they said they found it that night and it was probably worth a good amount. they lived right down the road at kennedy plaza on gilbert court, which is where i lived when i was frequenting the bars in iowa city. i made that walk very many times, and many of those times i was drunk, because i was going to or from the bar.
but back to december, i was driving south on gilbert street again, and i got pulled over. it was one of those nights when i got in the car under bright lights at night and forgot to turn on the headlights because i was used to having courtesy lights in my other car, and i had no difficulty seeing in front of me. i'd been pulled over downtown before for this prior, maybe even twice, and i'd been sober and driving someone who was drunk and the cop let me off with a verbal warning.
so i was honest with the cop, at least as honest as i thought a drunk person should be with a cop, and my having been drinking led him to perform a field sobriety test and i consented to a breathalyzer which read me at .192% BAC IIRC. the iowa BAC limit is .08% so i was to be put in jail and my friend had to walk home. luckily, the officers parked my car in a lot before hauling me off.
at this point i started thinking about the candy in my pocket, and as it ended up, i was able to quickly and discreetly eat it in booking at the station, while he was filling out my info and before we even went to the jail.
so they made me get a substance abuse evaluation which i completed at the university, and i was honest so i was recommended to attend the group counseling treatment for four weeks, three times a week, three hour classes. i was to abstain from alcohol and i was advised to reduce my use of cannabis by the physician for the duration of the treatment. i had already been one or two months sober from alcohol. to be agreeable and to score lower marks on any UAs i may have to take, i decided i would quit eating cannabis edibles for the duration of the treatment. i had no problem with this. i accumulated a handful of edibles in the meantime and just keep saving them. by the way, i also randomly scored free shrooms and i hid them. that will be a nice reward but not until i complete my 48 hour lockdown hotel checkin course for substance abuse brainwashing, which is required in place of 48 hours jail time and i have it scheduled beginning may 1st.
i was honest with the faculty and participants, and i enjoyed group every time i went. the time is split between two facilitators which weren't necessarily the same each day. on my first day, to my surprise, we spent much of the first portion of the course discussing the absurdity of cannabis prohibition laws, and i was pulled aside by a facilitator after class and reassured that the faculty had an understanding that i would be using cannabis to treat symptoms of crohn's disease, which had well documented successful results.
last wednesday during my third week, the (part time) facilitator in the first half of session pulled me aside when break came, and asked me if i'd smoked that day (yes) and at what time (literally it was 4:20, but i thought it best to say 4:30) and since class started at 5:30 and by the time of the conversation, it was probably only 6:30 or 7:00, i was told that i shouldn't have been using and not to smoke on the days of treatment but i could finish out the day, to which i agreed. i was told that something was different about my demeanor but i wasn't disruptive, which i am still tripping on a little, because i asked the facilitator to specify what behaviour of mine during the session was unacceptable and there was no answer.
the next facilitator was the same who originally assured me i was being treated for alcohol abuse and that my quiet use of cannabis was of no concern in this context, and i was again reassured that it was all a big miscommunication and i was totally fine and didn't do anything wrong. i started tripping on it though and was basically very distracted by it about half the time during second half of session that day. then i realized i was doing this, and started tripping on how high i was when i came in that day and how i wasn't distracted by my thoughts at all until this happened... so which came first, prohibition or paranoia?
when i went in to later sessions, which ended up only including thursday and today, i did abstain from cannabis that day. i didn't even say anything about it. after first half i was pulled aside by another facilitator and told i was good company, insightful to the group, and all these things, that i could complete the course early so i finished out the session, did 10 of 12 sessions and 30 of 36 hours, and i got my certificate today. i have an appointment on friday with the first facilitator who pulled me aside, and i'm planning on asking about volunteering there to see if it would be possible to do my community service with the substance abuse treatment facility helping humans.
SO FUCK EM!
anyways, so i graduated my course two sessions early today, but here's why:
right before christmas (dec.2014) there was a weekend i decided to join a bunch of my friends and drink in the bars downtown. it was two nights in a row. i'll completely ignore the irrelevant details, but the first night i got drunk enough to dance and get hot... and i left my leather coat upstairs at the blue moose, hanging on the bench in the far corner. i was 100% sure that i left it there and was pretty confident that i could ask the barkeeps and get it back. we had left the bar at closing, which was two a.m, so no one should have been there except barkeeps. i was pretty sure i'd be fine, but i'd had an unmarked cannabis chocolate in the breast pocket of my jacket.
the next night we were all going to the same identical bar, and i asked and got my coat, and the candy was still in it. i'd have been uncaring if the thing was gone, and more concerned about the coat itself, but now that i had it again, i was pretty happy... i was saving it for a later date and it was in my jacket because i didn't want anybody to find it. i hung it in the same identical spot and also got drunk enough to dance and get hot again, but this time i remembered my coat when the bar closed at two a.m.
my group had somehow split from myself and one friend, who needed a ride home, at whose house i'd be staying, and i had my car downtown because i drove for some reason. i think there were like four drunk people needing rides to the bar where we were all going, and i had had either nothing, or less than a beer. this is pretty standard as my driving rule, and why i ended up driving after the bar that night, i suppose it was some sort of fate?
my friend and i walked to my car in the free lot that is accessed from gilbert street, which is a main, through street downtown. i recalled a recent past night in which i waited sober in my car in that lot because i was waiting for a friend who was at a bar to come out and i drove him home. he is notorious for being late and slow, so when i pulled onto gilbert street and three drunk young ladies walked out in front of me, i agreed to drive them home as well, i'd just get my friend afterwards and he probably wouldn't even be ready still...
come to think of it, this must have been in october because i remember the girls giving me fake names and wearing costumes. they also gave me the watch that i am wearing now. they kind of digged in their purses and it was what they came up with as a thank you for the ride. they said they found it that night and it was probably worth a good amount. they lived right down the road at kennedy plaza on gilbert court, which is where i lived when i was frequenting the bars in iowa city. i made that walk very many times, and many of those times i was drunk, because i was going to or from the bar.
but back to december, i was driving south on gilbert street again, and i got pulled over. it was one of those nights when i got in the car under bright lights at night and forgot to turn on the headlights because i was used to having courtesy lights in my other car, and i had no difficulty seeing in front of me. i'd been pulled over downtown before for this prior, maybe even twice, and i'd been sober and driving someone who was drunk and the cop let me off with a verbal warning.
so i was honest with the cop, at least as honest as i thought a drunk person should be with a cop, and my having been drinking led him to perform a field sobriety test and i consented to a breathalyzer which read me at .192% BAC IIRC. the iowa BAC limit is .08% so i was to be put in jail and my friend had to walk home. luckily, the officers parked my car in a lot before hauling me off.
at this point i started thinking about the candy in my pocket, and as it ended up, i was able to quickly and discreetly eat it in booking at the station, while he was filling out my info and before we even went to the jail.
so they made me get a substance abuse evaluation which i completed at the university, and i was honest so i was recommended to attend the group counseling treatment for four weeks, three times a week, three hour classes. i was to abstain from alcohol and i was advised to reduce my use of cannabis by the physician for the duration of the treatment. i had already been one or two months sober from alcohol. to be agreeable and to score lower marks on any UAs i may have to take, i decided i would quit eating cannabis edibles for the duration of the treatment. i had no problem with this. i accumulated a handful of edibles in the meantime and just keep saving them. by the way, i also randomly scored free shrooms and i hid them. that will be a nice reward but not until i complete my 48 hour lockdown hotel checkin course for substance abuse brainwashing, which is required in place of 48 hours jail time and i have it scheduled beginning may 1st.
i was honest with the faculty and participants, and i enjoyed group every time i went. the time is split between two facilitators which weren't necessarily the same each day. on my first day, to my surprise, we spent much of the first portion of the course discussing the absurdity of cannabis prohibition laws, and i was pulled aside by a facilitator after class and reassured that the faculty had an understanding that i would be using cannabis to treat symptoms of crohn's disease, which had well documented successful results.
last wednesday during my third week, the (part time) facilitator in the first half of session pulled me aside when break came, and asked me if i'd smoked that day (yes) and at what time (literally it was 4:20, but i thought it best to say 4:30) and since class started at 5:30 and by the time of the conversation, it was probably only 6:30 or 7:00, i was told that i shouldn't have been using and not to smoke on the days of treatment but i could finish out the day, to which i agreed. i was told that something was different about my demeanor but i wasn't disruptive, which i am still tripping on a little, because i asked the facilitator to specify what behaviour of mine during the session was unacceptable and there was no answer.
the next facilitator was the same who originally assured me i was being treated for alcohol abuse and that my quiet use of cannabis was of no concern in this context, and i was again reassured that it was all a big miscommunication and i was totally fine and didn't do anything wrong. i started tripping on it though and was basically very distracted by it about half the time during second half of session that day. then i realized i was doing this, and started tripping on how high i was when i came in that day and how i wasn't distracted by my thoughts at all until this happened... so which came first, prohibition or paranoia?
when i went in to later sessions, which ended up only including thursday and today, i did abstain from cannabis that day. i didn't even say anything about it. after first half i was pulled aside by another facilitator and told i was good company, insightful to the group, and all these things, that i could complete the course early so i finished out the session, did 10 of 12 sessions and 30 of 36 hours, and i got my certificate today. i have an appointment on friday with the first facilitator who pulled me aside, and i'm planning on asking about volunteering there to see if it would be possible to do my community service with the substance abuse treatment facility helping humans.
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