Also that apostrophe at the bottom of your post is distressing me for some reason!
|# ¿ Apr 8, 2012 06:44|
|# ¿ May 23, 2013 23:24|
I wanna know that and where canned ham radio has been as well.
Was that the guy who was a security guard at this one school in Florida or something like that?
|# ¿ Apr 9, 2012 06:21|
The thing about my bad trip was that I got stuck. I freaked out, thought I was reliving an uncomfortable salvia trip, and just got STUCK. Everything would repeat itself multiple times, like I wouldn't just hear someone say something twice or whatever, the ENTIRE ROOM would look and feel like it was splitting off from this plane of reality and descending into eternal repitition. It looked like funneling. Like the world was falling, over and over. There's some screen savers that kind of have the same effect, but I can't really think of how to describe them. And the worst thing was every repitition would come faster, and get smaller, and then...nothing. I don't really know. It's hard to put into words.
I know exactly what you mean, it's kind of like a kaleidoscope that keeps changing in front of you, except all the previous images you see through the kaleidoscope layer on top of each other. It really is freaky.
Also remind me to never take mushrooms!
|# ¿ Apr 11, 2012 18:25|
I made this dramatis personae while I was reading through it to refresh myself, let me know if anything's off with it:
Whisker: 7-year-old protagonist
Rita: Dadís ladyfriend
Marcia: friend of Mom [age?]
Mrs. Ickelheimer: the new straightedge principal
Brett: best friend
Shane: school friend?
- Momís parents
Kalliope: dead sister?
Lydia: the old principal?
|# ¿ Jun 10, 2012 01:53|