How to be trippin' without dropping acid...

First, stay awake for two or three days.

Everybody, sooner or later, reaches a point after having gone without sleep for a reeeeally long time where they get... sorta dazed.
Kinda confused.

If they're anything like me, everything is fun and funny.
You feel like you're moving really slow and you're not, really.
You can be in the middle of doing something and just flat forget what it is you're doing.
That's always fun.
You get head rushes, where everything spins except you.
That's fuckin' wicked cool.
I love that.

I think the way you feel is on par with that euphoric feeling joggers claim you get after you run 37 miles and if your legs, lungs, or head hasn't spontaneously combusted by then.

It's a lot like being stoned and loving it.

And, when you couple it with being stoned and loving it, it's awesome.

On top of which, I got an idea...

I'm gonna be going to the store(s) (I might go on and go to Wally-world while I'm right there. I don't know yet...) pretty soon and, since I'm going by myself*, I'm taking the headphones.

And, after I'd mentioned in a comment to Viz the same thing I just said a minute ago, an idea hit me and made me blossom out with the slowest, most "yeeeeeaaaaah" as it dawns on me what a really incredible idea it is, grin...

Since I am in that rare state of "not just high, but sleep deprived high", I'm gonna put The Wall... or maybe Dark Side... in the CD player for the trip through Giant at least, if not both stores.

Hearing either, or better yet BOTH, of the those CD's would be...

wow.

Of course, I will have Def Lep on hand... just in case.
(Just in case of what? I dunno... I miss 'em, maybe? 'Cause, I can already hear the beginning of "Pour Some Sugar on Me" in my head...)

Anyway...

Shower, legs, and hair... done.
All I need to do now is go dry my hair in a minute (after it's had time to air dry a little... the less time exposed to the hair dryer, the better.) and get dressed and go.

Oh yeah... I just remembered I used an asterisk back there a while ago... about me going to the store by myself.
I will be by myself, but I won't be alone because I'm gonna stick a radio in George's room just in case anything happens and I'd need help.
That way it won't and neither will I.
(Meaning, nothing bad will happen and I won't need help.)

And, now I can really hear "Pour Some Sugar on Me".

I grabbed the CD player and Vault was already in it, so I set it next to me and turned it on.
This thing is so kick ass that I can hear 'em fine.

Meanwhile, I need to go dry my hair now.
If I let it air dry too long without it being combed out, it's just... not good.

Tawk to ya's when I get back.

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 12:54 AM

Comments

1 Pink Floyd mixed with the sensory overload of too little sleep and the bright colors of grocery madness :=O...don't think even Timothy Leary could have dreamed up anything more surreal...but please don't get too "cumftably numb" while driving...get home safe and sleeeeppppp..."^_^"

Posted by: vizsladog3 at December 20, 2006 12:44 PM (/3bYy)






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