Ubik wrote:Best part was when some guy who claimed to be the owner of the Sunset room brought me outside and gave me a stern talking-to about trying to set up a drug deal while I was on the phone with my friend, asking him to meet up with me and return my Twin Peaks DVDs. Started spouting off something about undercover cops...not quite sure what he was going on about. I think I ended up apologizing for trying to buy drugs, so he must have somehow convinced me...plant telepathy or something. 2012 mind control. I mean, I probably would have tried to buy drugs from my buddy, which may be why this crafty man so easily duped me into believing I was, and I was pretty drunk so I don't remember anything about the conversation aside from the plea for safe return of my box-set (gold edition, both seasons, by the way if anyone wants to buy it PM me) but I am BROKE and couldn't buy drugs if I wanted to...
...also to the guy I met outside the Value Village after I had to go around the goddamn corner just to smoke a joint, yes I will smoke crack with you if you were serious about that, and get yer friend to send me a message on here (or do it yourself if you're on this site) about that hash you wanted to buy, about which I know you're serious. No one jokes around when it comes to fine local hashish. I learned my lesson the hard way... You know who you are and you know who I am. Let's set this up.
I would also like to give out some props to the people who were talking during the show, no idea how you managed to carry on a conversation like that. I can barely hear right now and I've been hallucinating all morning, just blurry zig-zagging crescents in periphery for to make every interaction I have had all day (aside from the brief chat with Detective Daryl Baswick of the Victoria Police Department at roughtly ten past ten this morning, that was pleasant. Guy smells really nice, too,) pretty goddamn uncomfortable. Wish I could sleep some more, but my friend's crazy mother is showing up at my apartment every morning and buzzing me for a few hours so I couldn't sleep anyway. Also my upstairs neighbours are some brand of normal people, very strange folk indeed, always walking around and moving furniture in the middle of the damn day, scraping out their plumbing at 9 in the goddamn morning...need to get out of this town, gonna go absolutely damn crazy with these people above me trainling their fingernails on the insides of their pipes at 9 in the goddamn morning and oh how sound travels there, oh how it booms in the cavity that is the closet right next to my air mattress.
Bands were alright. Sucks about that guy's bass cab.
Ubik wrote:Best part was when some guy who claimed to be the owner of the Sunset room brought me outside and gave me a stern talking-to about trying to set up a drug deal while I was on the phone with my friend, asking him to meet up with me and return my Twin Peaks DVDs. Started spouting off something about undercover cops...not quite sure what he was going on about. I think I ended up apologizing for trying to buy drugs, so he must have somehow convinced me...plant telepathy or something. 2012 mind control. I mean, I probably would have tried to buy drugs from my buddy, which may be why this crafty man so easily duped me into believing I was, and I was pretty drunk so I don't remember anything about the conversation aside from the plea for safe return of my box-set (gold edition, both seasons, by the way if anyone wants to buy it PM me) but I am BROKE and couldn't buy drugs if I wanted to...
...also to the guy I met outside the Value Village after I had to go around the goddamn corner just to smoke a joint, yes I will smoke crack with you if you were serious about that, and get yer friend to send me a message on here (or do it yourself if you're on this site) about that hash you wanted to buy, about which I know you're serious. No one jokes around when it comes to fine local hashish. I learned my lesson the hard way... You know who you are and you know who I am. Let's set this up.
I would also like to give out some props to the people who were talking during the show, no idea how you managed to carry on a conversation like that. I can barely hear right now and I've been hallucinating all morning, just blurry zig-zagging crescents in periphery for to make every interaction I have had all day (aside from the brief chat with Detective Daryl Baswick of the Victoria Police Department at roughtly ten past ten this morning, that was pleasant. Guy smells really nice, too,) pretty goddamn uncomfortable. Wish I could sleep some more, but my friend's crazy mother is showing up at my apartment every morning and buzzing me for a few hours so I couldn't sleep anyway. Also my upstairs neighbours are some brand of normal people, very strange folk indeed, always walking around and moving furniture in the middle of the damn day, scraping out their plumbing at 9 in the goddamn morning...need to get out of this town, gonna go absolutely damn crazy with these people above me trainling their fingernails on the insides of their pipes at 9 in the goddamn morning and oh how sound travels there, oh how it booms in the cavity that is the closet right next to my air mattress.
Bands were alright. Sucks about that guy's bass cab.
I play bass. I play guitar. I do both poorly. What's up.
Whoever you are can you please make friends with me at the next show you come to? I'm the really big guy who was watching the front and dealing with cash for a good portion of the night.
Ubik wrote:
...also to the guy I met outside the Value Village after I had to go around the goddamn corner just to smoke a joint, yes I will smoke crack with you if you were serious about that, and get yer friend to send me a message on here (or do it yourself if you're on this site) about that hash you wanted to buy, about which I know you're serious. No one jokes around when it comes to fine local hashish. I learned my lesson the hard way... You know who you are and you know who I am. Let's set this up.
This has to be saved for posterity. I'm making this my sig.
EDIT: Bah, it won't let me. Stupid 388 character limit.
ZACH ATTACK wrote:Do drugs. Lots and lots of drugs. The harder the better. Then you'll go from being lonely to wishing that everybody would just fuck off because their a bunch of fucking buzzkills going on about how 'you've got a problem" and they "just want to be their to help you". You don't need any of them. You just need drugs.
Seriously, man, I am making this hash TOMORROW, just got 4 bottles of isopropyl alcohol from the Wholesale Club today (no membership required!) and as the guy was ringing up my friend and I, he says, "GONNA DO SOME COOKING EH????" and then this other employee outside runs up to us and tells us he doesn't mean to pry, but "...that's an awful lot of that! Now you two don't look like yer running a meth lab or anything, so what are ya making? You cleaning out electronics or something? Huh? I bet you're cleaning out electronics with that stuff, no other reason why you'd be buying so much, eh?"
I tell him no and my friend points out that they're on special...why the hell is there a deal on these if you're just gonna get hassled when you buy enough to get THE SAVINGS?
Anyway he accused us of trying to make bombs with it after finally giving up on the idea that we're trying to clean some electronics or other, and then we go back home and throw the shavings in the freezer, so if you're still down, man, the PICKING IS RIPE, the time is now.
Posting about illegal activities in detail on a message board that serves a community that is already unpopular with the establishment is smart. Cops will not show up at your house and it wont be even more difficult to find venues for shows.
ZACH ATTACK wrote:Posting about illegal activities in detail on a message board that serves a community that is already unpopular with the establishment is smart. Cops will not show up at your house and it wont be even more difficult to find venues for shows.
are you asking me to EDIT his post???
tylerp wrote: ↑Sat Apr 10, 2021 8:00 pm
made a baby hhhehehhh
Relax Zach no one cares if some kid is making hash oil, even the cops. Ultimately it only could get him or her in trouble. Editing posts is fascist nicholas don't you go censoring peeps.
canon.docre wrote:Relax Zach no one cares if some kid is making hash oil, even the cops. Ultimately it only could get him or her in trouble. Editing posts is fascist nicholas don't you go censoring peeps.
I never said I was going to be a fair mod
tylerp wrote: ↑Sat Apr 10, 2021 8:00 pm
made a baby hhhehehhh
