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And I am glad you are still around James my friend! Hope today finds you doing well and I am sure its another gorgeous day in paradise where you are!! peace and love!

I wouldn't trade my old party days because I did exactly everything I pretty much ever wanted to before I got married at 47. I LOVED being single, and am missing it very much to tell the truth. I am not digging living with somebody everyday. Especially when I have to argue with them to take their meds or use the rinse in their dental treatment plan or stop eating at friggin McDonalds everyday for breakfast. It's became OLD feeling like I am my partner's mom and hes a lot older than I am. 2 sausage and biscuits everyday and a large coke for breakfast for years at 61 means he now has a nice pair of man tits, a preggo looking belly and skinny legs with no ass and I am supposed to dig this? Looks aren't everything but when somebody doesn't care about how they look why should I?? I am being CONTROLLING by suggesting he eat bananas blueberries and some yogurt instead of the mickey D sewage and its became old starting my day fussing about it.

I am bored out of my mind. I am terrified this is how I am going to live out the rest of my good days I have left with somebody that argues about everything and don't give two shits about his health, what he looks like or fix his fucking ugly teeth when hes got great insurance and plenty of money to pay for it. Then gets to work and acts like nothing happened and hes nice guy in email and how much he loves me. WTF? Thanked me for going to the dr with him when yesterday I went in there with him, told the dr the truth about stuff he was denying and he sat there with arms crossed like a petulant child staring off into space like I should sit there and not say a word.

This marriage shit sucks ass. Really. I already don't sleep in the same room anymore, and sex is the last thing happening on my mind in fucking ever. I don't want it.

Not with him anyway....

I am just so confused and also knowing that I am getting what I deserved for marrying for security and companionship over being in love and attracted to someone. I was with him for almost 5 years before I said ok to getting married. We didn't live together so now this everyday shit for over a year and this guy just argues me to fucking death over EVERYTHING has worn me out. I am tired. I am sick of yelling and feeling like a bitch.

I need peace.I just want peace. And I hate to give up the life I have now and my new house and creature comforts at this age and try to start over with nothing like I've had all my life.

There I said it. Tired of holding it in.

That damned cocktail may happen before noon today anyway!

Fuck it. Hello pineapple drink.

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Damn. Sorry to hear you are having troubles. Life can be hard. Although, for some of us, we do it to ourselves way too often. Whatever choice you make, make it and live with it. No going back darling. Plus, we can always find things to live for. Such as this work of art by Jason Mraz. Live high 2rollingstoned. [video=youtube_share;9iV1ul76uqw]http://youtu.be/9iV1ul76uqw[/video]

Hey 2RS. First time I've posted here due to since I changed my sound system to the roland amps I get no sound from youtube!
Its only youtube audio I can't hear but even though I can't listen to it this tune belongs here and I spam it every chance I get!
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I think I'm going to join you in a drink. All I got is some brandy, but fuck it. I feel like shit, Gonna drink copious amounts of coffee, drink a bit and clean!!! Toast! Did I spell that right?lol

Life is what we make it, and I made some wrong choices that I have to live with for now. But sometimes I just gotta say out loud what I carry around all the time. I don't talk to the few friends I have in person and until recently they thought everything was so great cause I'm traveling to cool places and seeing awesome shows. I finally spoke up and said hey my hubs is a dick who makes a scene and embarrasses me out in public and is a controlling asshole. I Have a new house and for the first time in my life not living paycheck to paycheck in fact I don't have to work. When he first said I don't have to work I was thrilled and jumped at this amazing chance to be spoiled and taken care of. Sorry to say it kind of adds to the trap of being somewhat stuck and lately hes started saying if I go out at nite that I can't come back in. I always reply I would bust the window out and come on in since I am on the deed and what not. But he controls the money, has all the power really.

So when I come back from vacation I am going to lay off weed and get a job again. At this point I realize I was happier broke and doing what I want, banging who I want, going where I want. It is extremely possible to have everything materially and still be unhappy as hell. I am living proof.

Sorry sometimes I just have to vent here then I'm not carrying it around everyday feeling so much rage I want to break shit.

I am a really sweet person most of the time, but when stretched to the limit everyday I find myself losing my temper more than I have in more years than I can remember.

I know people have far worse probs than me I just post the shit here and try to unload the burden.

When ya get old your real friends drift away... you feel adrift with nobody to listen anymore...

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I'm with you and tharoomman but don't really drink, I do however have 40 or so 2mg links of the xans so count me in the early intoxication part of it.

2rollingstoned said:

I've always just been a pothead for the most part. Back in the day people would be snorting or tripping and I was the one asking who has a joint??

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I hear ya cannabis is the staple of what I injest however im also that guy that consumes lsd like tic tacs if the opportunity presents it self haha.

2RS, if you like Rush then this one is a must see from the good ol days, The best live version of this song I've ever seen, if someone has seen better please point me to it.[video=youtube;78D00dYOBrM]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78D00dYOBrM[/video]

2rollingstoned said:

And I am glad you are still around James my friend! Hope today finds you doing well and I am sure its another gorgeous day in paradise where you are!! peace and love!

I wouldn't trade my old party days because I did exactly everything I pretty much ever wanted to before I got married at 47. I LOVED being single, and am missing it very much to tell the truth. I am not digging living with somebody everyday. Especially when I have to argue with them to take their meds or use the rinse in their dental treatment plan or stop eating at friggin McDonalds everyday for breakfast. It's became OLD feeling like I am my partner's mom and hes a lot older than I am. 2 sausage and biscuits everyday and a large coke for breakfast for years at 61 means he now has a nice pair of man tits, a preggo looking belly and skinny legs with no ass and I am supposed to dig this? Looks aren't everything but when somebody doesn't care about how they look why should I?? I am being CONTROLLING by suggesting he eat bananas blueberries and some yogurt instead of the mickey D sewage and its became old starting my day fussing about it.

I am bored out of my mind. I am terrified this is how I am going to live out the rest of my good days I have left with somebody that argues about everything and don't give two shits about his health, what he looks like or fix his fucking ugly teeth when hes got great insurance and plenty of money to pay for it. Then gets to work and acts like nothing happened and hes nice guy in email and how much he loves me. WTF? Thanked me for going to the dr with him when yesterday I went in there with him, told the dr the truth about stuff he was denying and he sat there with arms crossed like a petulant child staring off into space like I should sit there and not say a word.

This marriage shit sucks ass. Really. I already don't sleep in the same room anymore, and sex is the last thing happening on my mind in fucking ever. I don't want it.

Not with him anyway....

I am just so confused and also knowing that I am getting what I deserved for marrying for security and companionship over being in love and attracted to someone. I was with him for almost 5 years before I said ok to getting married. We didn't live together so now this everyday shit for over a year and this guy just argues me to fucking death over EVERYTHING has worn me out. I am tired. I am sick of yelling and feeling like a bitch.

I need peace.I just want peace. And I hate to give up the life I have now and my new house and creature comforts at this age and try to start over with nothing like I've had all my life.

There I said it. Tired of holding it in.

That damned cocktail may happen before noon today anyway!

Fuck it. Hello pineapple drink.

[video=youtube;Abkdv-1DCE0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Abkdv-1DCE0[/video]

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Go easy on the booze, I find it causes depression.

Probably b/c it's a depressant.

Two things, 1st, of course other people have worse problems. Other people ALWAYS have worse problems. But that doesn't make mine or your problems any less painfull. Theirs always someone dying a horrible death from cancer or from a oppressive government. 2nd, happiness is a very fickle thing and there is no substitute for it. As hard as it is to say it, follow happiness girl.---Also, I think I posted the wrong song for you, this one is more appropriate. The Remedy. The antidote for everything. And the remedy is the experience of life.[video=youtube_share;0lqsZTcGjR4]http://youtu.be/0lqsZTcGjR4[/video]

The guy playing the drum is Toca Revera, although I think I misspelled the last name. They no longer preform together, but oh did they for a very long time. Man were they something. Such chemistry onstage. I miss the old Jason, but we all evolve. The song was written about a friend who had cancer but can be very much applied to all of our lives.

Ah Hempy I tried a hit of mescaline, a few hits of paper acid and all those trips were ok because I was somewhere safe and didn't have to go anywhere. I always had uncontrollable giggling fits on psychedelic shit. To the point I am SICK of laughing and my face hurts. I don't like being out of control or unable to stop feeling that tripped out mentally. I never hallucinated or anything of that sort. I took the stuff at parties where others were also tripping and all I seemed to do was laugh constantly and dance my ass off and colors seemed more intense well most everything seemed more intense. I never tried shrooms Ive saw friends barf like hell half the night from eating those things and I just never wanted to try them.

I'm just not a tripper but you whip out a fat sugary bud of delicious smelling weed and I'm like a kid at christmas.

I smoked my first joint that I attempted to roll at 10 years old. My parents divorced and they both were musicians who got high. I prowled thru my mom's dresser and found an old plastic Mrs. Grissom's pimento cheese container that had papers and a bag of weed in it. Back then it was a lid. A four finger bag for 15 dollars.

I had been reading about this marijuana stuff at school and when I cleaned up after mom's friends came over at nite I found these strange butts in the ashtray that were different from cigarettes. Every night brother and I had to go to bed at 8:30 and thats when scores of people showed up to party at my mom's. Smoking, drinking, leaving their great albums behind....

Well, as I said, I prowled thru mom's dresser, discover the weed in the sandwich spread bowl with strawberry papers.

I attempt to roll this pitful finger sized cigar in this giant strawberry paper. I wait til my mom leaves for work the next morning, I set my alarm and I get up as shes leaving. I go out on the back porch and start puffing away. My ten year old brain is telling me that if I am going to have some kind of bad trip from this stuff that I will be over it by the time my mom comes home at 4.

Well I puff....

and puff....

and well I start to think this shit sucks man. I feel nothing. I start to collect the funny cigarette butts in the ashtrays and going to try smoking some of those to see if its any better than what my mom had. Nope. Nothing. I had hid the half a giant falling apart original joint under my bed and mistakenly told my 12 year old experienced pot head uncle where it was and he stole it!!

The problem here was, I didn't inhale. Yep. Pulled the proverbial old Bill Clinton. No inhale = no buzz.

Two years later I tried it again with some friends and I knew how to inhale cigs by this point. I managed to get super stoned, paranoid walking home thru my neighborhood, felt like everyone was staring at me as I entered the house. When in fact nobody gave me a second glance. Went to the kitchen and inhaled a giant Jethro bowl of frosted flakes and went to bed.

Memories..... like the corners of my mind.... lalalalalala the way we were.....

dbkick said:

I'm with you and tharoomman but don't really drink, I do however have 40 or so 2mg links of the xans so count me in the early intoxication part of it.

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God do I wish I had some bars. It would make the next week bearable. I only use them medicinally these days, but there was a time when I really loved them. I never could take enough to make me pass out. Of course blacking out was another story... \. But life goes on. Eh, I'm not gonna get drunk or anything. Another shot and I'm done. I got kids to take care of!

Besides, that brandy is some stout stuff!

tharoomman said:

God do I wish I had some bars. It would make the next week bearable. I only use them medicinally these days, but there was a time when I really loved them. I never could take enough to make me pass out. Of course blacking out was another story... \. But life goes on. Eh, I'm not gonna get drunk or anything. Another shot and I'm done. I got kids to take care of!

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I just came off a 2 year straight medicinal run on those, ruined the recreational aspect for me but kept me out of jail and with a few friends.
Even after two months tolerance break I still gotta eat a couple bars to get a buzz so lately I've been mainly doing medicinal doses at street prices :/

dbkick said:

I just came off a 2 year straight medicinal run on those, ruined the recreational aspect for me but kept me out of jail and with a few friends.
Even after two months tolerance break I still gotta eat a couple bars to get a buzz so lately I've been mainly doing medicinal doses at street prices :/

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Yeah, if you've got a tolerance it can be expensive habit. Round here they go for 5 or 6 a piece. Course its nothing like an opiate habit, and my 100 hydros I get from my connect each month are gone till the next....

Well, I gotta go for now ya'll, time to do something productive..... to a soundtrack of Kanye. The good kanye. [video=youtube_share;0imtmZLmQGc]http://youtu.be/0imtmZLmQGc[/video]

i was around ten when i had my first joint, maybe even younger.

i remember not really enjoying it, my how it grows on you. lol i've never had any illicit substances other than mj, that's one happy marriage.

Sweet Janis always helps me get thru the day along with some caramel ice....

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This girl rocks at the drums! Cute little thang too.

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