Digestive Distress

 My guts are eft. I'm at a diet of fish, fruit and vegetables. Nuts give me diarrhea and rice gives me constipation. Last night, I was having problems, but not quite so bad. I broke up gabapentin to make myself work and it was ok for a little while. I broke the same gabapentin tonight, but time is the only force which will show whether this is effective.

I've been comparing my "basics" loading of the handheld emulator vs. android games and the emulator stomps them hard. Ads? Ha. Paid content on a game over 10 years old, before it could possibly do that? Then the games. I load old emulator shit and most of it is playable without instructions. Open a new android game and it's longer than the FFX sphere grid tutorial. Some would point to greater complexity of the games. If they are so fucking great, why is it just this laundry list of requirements? Why not some choices? This is a "game", right? That would indicate the user guiding some aspect of it besides whether to conform and complete requirements like in this hell I'm using the game to escape.

Frankenstein, the famous movie. I watched some of it recently and saw the section involving when the "monster" comes to life and his early experiences. The doctor's evil henchman finds that Frank hates fire, so he waves a torch in dude's face every second he can. No fucking wonder Frank was freaking out! Remove the fire, and we have a clumsy and ignorant being in need of instruction, not a monster. Don't teach him anything about how to navigate the world even and we see what happens. Doctor Stein and his lackey made a monster from a blank slate.

If Billy Gibbons, the ZZ Top guitarist, plays his regular stuff on a 15 string guitar and ignores all the other strings and frets, does that count as him playing the instrument?

I realized I like fear with my fun because of robo for so many years. That's just how robo does it and now my brain is programmed. This is why evil nurse was so much fun. This is why bad energy and ghost cat is fun. No wonder the bad energy is focused on the laundry room that used to be the bathroom. No shit the bad energy is there, or should I say "all shit" it is there.

Maestro de mi mama

 I was teaching my mom how to ask for a pivotal item without causing major problems. I needed tizanidine and contacting the primary would cause a huge problem. She wanted to call there right away, but I remember buying 1 of the pills before. Just have to ask correctly and insist on paying then yourself. The 1st case worker taught me so much. It worked. If the primary had been contacted 1st, this would definitely lead to immediate, horrible problems for me. He would have found fault in me, placed blame and administered punishment. By contacting the pharmacy, maybe he won't be alerted as much. It won't become a huge issue because we can insist on a story of lost pills.

Abuse of gabapentin has gotten pretty explanatory. Breaking up 1/2 of the 600mg tablet gets that extra bit, but robs it from the end. Also, no clue whether it will be a purge, energy blast or hyperfocus adhd ritalin type experience.

I just showed my mom how good Immortal is and how well Abbath Doom Occulta picks. There was a part that sounded like a slow beat, but I tolf her about how he was playing more notes than that, all close together. She heard, saw, and told me.

Hospital Again

 Here I am in a hospital waiting room again. A woman just came out and said she understood that some people here have been waiting 3 or 4 hours. I took a tizanidine before I left, but that is not enough. Luckily, my dad stopped to get me nicotine gum and hand sanitizer. I would be totally fucked without those. Also fixed my bag so the keyboard case stays on the back better, without ripping through small sections tied. I used a different card reader and fixed the operating system card with my old 16gb pi3b+ card. That pi3 thing is just slightly underpowered. It loads games fine and 1 video fine, but a playlist of videos is too much for it to handle. The playback gets all choppy and glitchy.

I was feeling really poorly yesterday when I realized that metal music is the only language in which I can communicate effectively. Vigrid Field, Phasmydian Walking Stick and Veils of Sunken Varloorni prove that. I also realized today that it is the only language I fully understand when it is communicated to me.

I'm in a waiting room hall at the main hospital of the area. This place is packed with folks in need and I have to control my generosity here. There are 2 old men waiting here with me and 1 needs a smoke. I offered him a piece of nicotine gum. He didn't want it. The other guy is scraping for change to buy sodas. I get into a place like this and try to help others before I can help myself like the main character from Hells (2008 anime movie). I guess I'm more like her than I previously imagined. My story arc would have had some much darker times before I found my strength. It always does and I discover my strength in hell like her too. Once I leave hell, my power vanishes. Like the Besaid Aurochs, I can only win the Yevon Cup with a new player on my team. I thrive on variety and change, but not quite torture level. Torture level approaches quickly and I told a nurse the longer I wait, the worse my stomach problems get and I'm scheduled for a session of gut Star Wars in a few days. She predictably did not care enough to even write a note.

I've been here 24 hours and got less than 1 6-hour interval dose of pills that this hospital system prescribed to me. I'm not trying to claim someone else's or more than alotted. I told an office person that poor decisions inevitably come back to hurt the folks who decide on those choices. She took it as a threat when I don't have to lift a finger to make it happen.

The hospitalfolk gave me 2 different pills which each take an hour to work and told me they would clean my foot in 15 minutes when the pills started working. I told this bitch to have fun thinking that and cried while it hurt my foot. 

I'm too frazzled to go to the hospital. I just freak out the entire time inconsolably.

Vapes

 It is no mystery that I am currently a vape addict. Adult pacifiers.

The nicotine one makes my head, mouth and throat feel great, but my leg, ass and digestive area feel horrible. I mix a fluid using menthol, mint and fruit flavors to make something difficult to put down.

THC vapes are extremely interesting. I order from a company called Binoid and like them. The goal here is to hit 2 bases and try for more. THC, CBD and CBG are supposedly the 3 bases, but not really. I manage quite well without CBD specifically. However, my set contains CBC, CBG and CBN. I've got THCA and delta 9 in my T category. Sometimes I get one with some delta 8, but it doesn't feel like it. This is where my special combo comes in. HHC is in a T category vape and I think it compliments delta 9 excellently. I would call that the 3rd base in my diamond because it at least works some if I really figure it out well.

I put these in C, T and H categories based on 1st letters. There are so many types of ingredients in these. T category is absolutely bristling with variety.

1 of them is my standard. It has delta 9P and HHC, along with the THCA that Binoid has in literally every one they sell. 2nd individual has a long list of great ingredients. CBG, CBN and HHC are my faves that compliment my standard very well. The new arrival has CBC, is harsh and strong. Good addition. Last on its way out is an item with tons of delta 8 marked in the fine print on back, but advertised as just another THCA.

I have told you all about how I order and why without telling individual items because I want you to explore and find your own path.

HyperRogue Doggy Disaster

 

The doggies totally surrounded dude. He had probably just crossed 10 of their resource and picked up an orb (alerting like a resource grab). I should have paid more attention or taken more time to decide there. Hesitation has never paid off in the past, though.

Drawing from a photo online. Pencil and crayon on brown paper. I only played with the photo a little bit.