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Too much Dr. Pepper, the occasional beer and some hardcore migraine meds. Learned my lessons when I was younger.
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I dabbled in various illegal substances in my youth, now all I do is have the occasional drink with dinner. Both a good and bad experience.
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Tobacco Caffeine I got into energy drinks for a while. The crazy thing is, I think Rock Star fucked with my system way more than I'll the beer I drink ever did. I'd seriously be sore in the mornings from drinking Rock Star or Red Bull. The only caffeine I consume anymore is black coffee. A DO drink a lot of beer. I'm one of those folks who love beer. It's actually my favorite drink. I LOVE the taste. I like the taste of coffee too, although I admit I do have a caffeine addiction. Tobacco is nasty and I really need to quite. I've been slowly weening myself off of it. As far as prescription drugs go, I always wondered why people look down so hard on alcohol as a stress reliever, but will gladly accept someone being on 15 different fucking pills that are probably way more addicting and harmful. If I'm having a bad day, I'd much rather drink a few cold ones than chomp a Xanax. Maybe that's just me. |
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I'd rather be drinking a beer than most beverages at any given time. As a matter of fact when I think about my real dream job, I don't think screenwriter or actor, I think Brewer. I'd love to make beer. it's such a wonderful, ancient and organic living thing. |
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I've been thinking about getting my homebrew kit into action. We had a stil going in the first pad I had when I moved outta home. The Bourbon was awesome :)
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Dude,i'm getting me some Rockstar tomorrow!:pI never believed that a person could get addicted to those drinks.
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First time I ever had mushrooms, I was 16 I think. My friend and I drunkenly took like 1/2 an ounce split between the two of us. She kicked me out of her house in the middle of the night and I wandered the streets, I've never felt as much fear as I did that night. Someone ended up calling me a cab home, but I couldn't stay there. None of my family were home that night, my room didn't seem real and I thought every second I stayed there was only cultivating my insanity. I ended up at a neighbors house in my underwear ranting and raving on their couch until like 8 in the morning. I remember them asking if I was cold and I thought it was the dumbest question ever, like of course I'm not cold... I'm insane my mind is gone who cares about temperatures?! I thought this to myself while I was shivering.
I was convinced that everyone, the person who called the cab, the cab driver and the person at the 7-11 were all artifacts of my insanity. I had made them up in my head and I was still at my friends house or possibly dead. My rational decision was to go to my neighbors house who I had never met and wake them up at like 4 in the morning because there was no way I could make these people up who lived there, or if I was able to make them up I would find out if they were telling me things I might think up. The lack of clothes was a non-issue, I was crazy hot when I got home and I just didn't care, the thought never even crossed my mind. putting my clothes back on before I went to my neighbors house at 5 in the morning was soooooooooooo far down my list of priorities. I honestly didn't even think of it. They were extremely cool about it, I think it might have brought back good memories because they were reminiscing about all their wild hippie days heh highly abbreviated version |
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