Well hi, guys.
My abscence was due to a lot of things but mostly my lack of internet, which has finally been rectified. It feels like I'm a fucking kid in a candy store.
Since I've been gone, I've switched from being the front desk rep to a maid and fucked up my back. I'm on Vicodin and some generic muscle relaxer, so forgive any fuck-ups. I'm fairly stoned.
Anything interesting I should know about?
There was a shooting in Colorado, Mitt Romney refuses to show his tax papers, Syrian war something something, Usher's stepson died, love is an impossibility.
There was a fire in Newark, New Jersey, Mitt Romney is buying Twitter followers, something happened in Syria today, MJ's mom is missing, death is inevitable.
Well, I'm glad we had this talk.
I've replaced Matt Attack.
Hi, and welcome. Again.
Matt
Is that Matt Attack?! ^
Damn these username changes.
Courtney, I'd like to lick your face. You look like you would taste like gummy bears.
No, Matt Attack had a nervous breakdown. I imagine he'll reintroduce himself soon enough. That's just Matt.
That's Courtney. Hi Courtney! I remember you.
Remember, love is just a way to burden yourself.
The whole Matt Attack switch/breakdown/possible kidnapping has my head spinning, but I think that's a side effect of the Vicodin.
Dakota, I'd let you, but you'd be disappointed. I'm told I taste of a delicious-yet-horrifying mix of cigarettes, nail polish, and angst.
Hi Avery! I remember you too. Remember, people are just no goddamned good and will never love you as much as you love yourself. We're all better off knowing that.
"never love you as much as you love yourself."
Yeah. And I hate myself.
I love the taste of angst.
And hot, bourbon breath.
I can't say it better than this guy. And neither can you.
This thread makes me feel sexy.
Welcome back, Courtney. I think I said thanks to you for your pinned intro to LitReactor thread. But everyone said you were gone, and now I've been here a month-ish and this is the first time I've seen you. So thanks again, I guess?
I don't taste like gummy bears, and this is only one of many great failings in my life.
Yup, that sums it up. I'm just Matt.
Matt Attack fled from an impending Thunderdome battle between he and I.
I'm kind of excited that thanks were to be had all this time and I just didn't know.
Has anyone here taken Vicodin? Stupid question. Rephrase: can anyone here tell me if extremely realistic dreams and passing the fuck out when normally I have trouble staying asleep is normal? I just woke up. I think. I had a lot of dreams where I woke up but it was still a dream.
They gave me Vicodin when my wisdom teeth got pulled. I had high expectations based on what friends had told me, but it did nothing to me at all, didn't even help the pain. Might as well have been sugar pills. Or gummy bears.
I've never taken pills in my life. I was pleasantly surprised when I took the Vicodin -- I had to take two to feel anything, but my excruciating back pain was reduced to a small throb. It's combined with a muscle relaxer, though. My mom gave me two Tramadol yesterday and they literally didn't do anything. I'm starting to wonder if, because I've never taken narcotics, it might be knocking me on my ass.
Not an altogether unpleasant experience, asides from the strange waking up dreams and the nightmares that are painfully realistic. I have nightmares every night, but none that felt so real.
Yeah! Missed you Courtney, glad you're back. Enjoy the pills just for the little while you have them and then walk away. :-)
They gave me something when I went in for surgery a few years back, too. I don't remember what it was, but it didn't do anything to me.
Careful, you might turn into a drug-addicted, narcissitic, asshole genius*. I think that's in the warning label, though.
*not a genius on assholes, but an jerk who is really smart.
I only have thirty, but I have the self-control of a non-junkie. Of all the things I inherited from my father -- bad back, chronic stomach pain, neurotic anxiety, my looks -- the self-control is a good one. I could have inherited my self-control from my mother, in which case I'd be addicted already after filling my prescription today.
Stacy, I'm glad to see you too! As well as everyone else, of course. I just missed you more than them.
I have the self-control of a non-junkie.
This is exactly the same self-control as a junkie, it just hasn't traded its only decent winter coat for a rock yet.
Welcome back.
I was looking through the threads I've created to find the name of a movie mentioned in the Netflix one and this one came up. Apparently, I forgot everything I did on Vicodin, because I remember none of this.
Ah, this is Dwayne has to hear women younger then him talk about drugs weekend. Odd.
This is exactly the same self-control as a junkie, it just hasn't traded its only decent winter coat for a rock yet.
That is fucking great.
Hey, I was prescribed, and also this is why I quit being a maid.
I agree with Rian, by the way.
@Senor Garcia, aka Matt, aka Sound, aka SHUT-YO-FACE- I'll disappear soon enough. Just wait for me to die in WAR. I approve of the speculation.
haha I made that comment months ago and I had forgotten about it. Had to scroll up just to see what the hell you were talking about.
Unfortunately, you actually came back.
I still don't fucking get it!
I'll be gone again soon. I will charge you in speculating while I'm away.
The return or the Court! Welcome back!
@Dino - She came back 6 months ago.
