Achtane wrote:FUZZ ALL DAY MAN FUZZ IS GOD ALL OTHER EFFECTS ARE SHIT
Caesar wrote:Dude, can you get the fuck out of my b/s/t thread with your bullshit.
PumpkinPieces wrote: This isn't America, this is I Love Fuzz.
Mudfuzz wrote:Remember when we were all just a bunch of weirdos that liked fucked up shit and not just a bunch of nerds buying bling to impress each other online?
Achtane wrote:FUZZ ALL DAY MAN FUZZ IS GOD ALL OTHER EFFECTS ARE SHIT
Caesar wrote:Dude, can you get the fuck out of my b/s/t thread with your bullshit.
PumpkinPieces wrote: This isn't America, this is I Love Fuzz.
Mudfuzz wrote:Remember when we were all just a bunch of weirdos that liked fucked up shit and not just a bunch of nerds buying bling to impress each other online?
It was a horrendously old server that has one job, to pull information from our fucking ancient ERP, and convert it to information that a SQL server can process. The package written to do this was made by a fucking wizard because it is so horrendously complex our SQL guy is still trying to write a new one to make it work.
So, because the FedEx site decided I'm not allowed to ship anything today, that means I'm not making $260 before I finish work today. Plus, I have two other things to get paid on and shipped out.
thought I was overdosing yesterday. saw my life flash before my eyes and felt 'this is how I'm going out? this is how I'm going to leave my kids?'; couldn't help but think of my friend who od'd earlier in the year. how his heart just stopped with a brownie in his hand,trying to get high. I felt so much shame. my partner thinks we're 'poor', but I'm just a fuck up spending absolute stupid amounts getting fucked up in one way or another. I spent an hour making myself puke because I was so scared. why didn't I just call the ambulance? pride, I guess. I didn't want to be 'that guy' who goes to the hospital because he took to many drugs..it was so stupid. eventually 2 clouds came out and I figured that was the rest of the stuff that didn't dissolve. I was still feeling the most intense I've ever felt in my life at that point. I walked around naked trying to calm myself through meditation/reminding myself I got the rest out and eventually, thankfully, I chilled out. born again. unfortunately, on top of feeling like I was going to die, I have to pawn my bass and flip a pedal to make rent (the fuuuuuuuuuck). a small cost for realizing how much you want to live, I guess..and with that, I'm going to try to live a sober life. I basically haven't been sober since I got off probation in 2011. what a change it will be
i'm glad i can call you a friend. even if i'll never see you again