SORRY BRO AVIOD KSO BRO

it is also worth mentioning that i slept all day the other day; i had realized i had mistakenly taken a half dose of one of my medications (20/40mg prozac) in the morning, when i felt the need to nap later in the day. i was also tired i went to musabs to sleep that night but i had forgotten my medications at tk and i slept all day, but like ALL DAY and then i went to tk that night and took my medications late and slept in a compensational pattern for a couple days

anyways i ate a pepper jacks philly today and it had with it some nice fresh seasoned fries and chips & kso. then because of the timing and urgency of my bowel movements today, i think it was the kso because i didn't finish it at first and i got into it later and had to evacuate pretty rapidly thereafter. it was causing diarrhea. the first time however, after eating during the day, i had needed a nap and when i woke up i had to use the toilet right away. this behaviour mysteriously amassed a gob of blood on the tissue, leftward and parallel to the thin-mashed-potato-consistency shit streak, all the blood must have been produced from the fistula. it was slightly dark and mildly thick in appearance and about the size of a hummingbird or shrew's shadow (2D).

and then the second time it was like just like the consistency of like maybe some broth and then

the tissue paper had a more of like a dot ending in a streak like from that of a red sharpie if you brush it against somebody's arm accidentally.

i never had any blood in the water today
of course not until i discarded the tissue paper within it
i already took my ambien before i wrote this so
sue me sue me

No, man, I'm just saying'-- I'm sayin' if--if you own the beach property, right...- Mm-hmm?- Do you own, like, the sand and the water?Nobody owns the water.God owns-- It's God's water.What if someone walksonto your beach, right?Let's say if you do own it.No, man, you don't own the beach.- What you own is sand on the beach, man.- Here. Here, man.What if there's a naked girl on the beach?That girl's not yours.You don't own the girl.What if she breaks herfoot on your property?She could sue me.Sue me! Sue me!

x

flare

i ate thai last night and crohn's'd it out as soon as we got back to our friend's house. it was out and uncomfortable then over. no fistula issues. smoked a lot of CO weed and a generous dab

flare

danger.

i smoked a half a gen2 joint, but there was barely a hit of reclaimed bud leftover for it, and there was no other bud, and i didnt want to smoke a dab so i sorted through the gen1 papers and separated out the whites, and diced and rolled up the yellows and browns that had collected residue.

i immediately started swelling and weeping a light yellow discharge from my fistula which seems to have subsided since i coughed briefly and cracked my neck, allowing me to produce some phlegm orally. a large enough amount of discharge, for the time it took to weep, was cleared from the area and currently i can just barely feel (not with my hands) that my left groinal lymph node is swollen

there is a moderate chance that there were traces of gen1 blunts and/or spliffs that i suspect may have caused this reaction. otherwise, i mean i hope it's not just from the paper smoke, but it is possibly worth mentioning that the gen1 papers were mixed between zig zags, elements rice papers, raw brown papers, and those transparent cellupapers.

i think the only other unusual thing i consumed today was queso and that was a while ago, so by the timing i am mostly sure it was from smoking

maybe it will some day make a gen3 joint for somebody else to enjoy.

flare

i had three spicy chicken sandwiches from burger king today earlier and i just now had crohnsy bowels. granted, the sandwiches sat at room temperature on my desk for an inordinate amount of time because i forgot they existed until after i dabbed and then i was like

oh fuck i have food

synapse lapse

5pm01012015
just got up and shit
sleeping for days
out of welbutrin since...
my fault

feeling sick to my guts
wanting to cry
hang my head in my hands
taking forever for everything

clouded with guilt
feelings of loss
wanting to kill the pain
kill the consciousness

uncaring
dead

hungry

taking prozac and propranolol now

took 2 ambien last night
lasted through sleeping beauty on the first one

weed and kief helped but today....
i called the pharmacy for a transfer

why