(One big one! - Mr. Silver)
[11:46
AM] Ms. Rose:
Ever
had any Orajel? Holy cow, my face is numb! (Which is good, because my
broken teeth were trying to climb their way out of my jaw.)
I'm
gonna go see if Sam's Club sells "family size" Orajel in a
tub. And just dip my whole head into it.
[12:05
PM] Mr. Silver:
So
as far as euthanasia or execution goes...you'd go with Orajel?
[12:06
PM] Mr. Brown:
That
would be a strange execution
Death
by Orajel
[12:17
PM] Ms. Rose:
As
long as Mr. Oleo is still attracted to a hobbled fat chick who drools
all over herself, then Orajel is my new drug of choice. Easier than
paying $12k for new teeth. I may even stop drinking. (Nah, probably
not.)
Ooooh!
I wonder what happens when whiskey passes over an Orajel-soaked tooth
socket. Hmmm. Looks like I'll be experimenting this weekend!
[12:36
PM] Mr. Silver:
(voiceover, B&W hospital footage)
"This
non-intuitive chemical reaction, dubbed 'The Bullet Train of Pain',
was discovered the night of 9/11 by a Ms. Rose after doctors
eased the rictus and lowered her heart rate long enough for her to speak ... 4
weeks after her experiment. Her
mistake?"
(expert in doctor coat appears over footage) "She reported she forgot the Rose's Lime Juice."
[12:40
PM] Ms. Rose:
Hhhhhheeeeeyyyyyyyy
ggggguuuuuyyyyyys! Orrrrrajjjjjellllll annnnd whissssssky issss
awwwwwesssssommmme!
[12:40
PM] Mr. Brown:
Just
eat cloves
All
the time
[12:40
PM] Ms. Rose:
LOL,
both.
[12:42
PM] Mr. Silver:
Slows
time, eh?
After
approximately 7.25 ounces, time stops. If just 7.5 can be
downed quickly enough, time starts going backwards.
[12:44
PM] Mr. Brown:
I
have maple Jim Beam
[12:44
PM] Mr. Silver:
"Good
on pancake flavored vodka"
Speaking
of drying out...I've been drying out this week.
Bah
[12:49
PM] Mr. Brown:
I
have pumpkin ale every night
[12:49
PM] Ms. Rose:
This
weekend (tonight at 5:31 pm) we are actually doing the whole
carmel-vodka-apple-cider thing. To ring in fall, ya know.
[12:50
PM] Mr. Silver:
To
ring in the spins and ringing and falling?
[12:50
PM] Mr. Brown:
I
have at the most 6 beers in a night
Most
nights its just two
Unless
it's a drinking night then I drink 12 or more
[12:51
PM] Mr. Silver:
We
will fall as autumn leaves...over furniture...shoes on the
floor...nothing...
[12:51
PM] Ms. Rose:
There's
so much sugar in both the vodka and the cider that you basically just
wind up cleaning the entire house.
[12:51
PM] Mr. Silver:
Heh
[12:52
PM] Ms. Rose:
Why
are you drying out this week, Mr. Silver? Is it working? I always
thought that was a magical idea for fitness-heads.
[12:53
PM] Mr. Brown:
It
helps nothing
I
feel worse when I don't have at least one beer
[12:53
PM] Mr. Silver:
I
was marveling at how fast a bottle was going down over how long and
started fearing the worst.
When
the last of the vodka ran out I resolved not to get any more for a
while
[12:54
PM] Ms. Rose:
"The
worst" being folks like myself, the actual alcoholics?
[12:54
PM] Mr. Silver:
I
was coldly observant of how irritable that decision made me.
[12:55
PM] Mr. Brown:
Yes,
I'm an alcoholic but I'm a functional one
[12:56
PM] Ms. Rose:
Mr.
Brown, please remove your head from your own ass. You are nowhere
near the definition of an addict. I'll bash my face on your truck
just to prove it! LOL
[12:56
PM] Mr. Silver:
Trouble
sleeping, was really fidgety and pacing the one night.
"Bored"
"Sleepy"
at odd hours...like...8pm
Today
I actually feel good
I
sure didn't sleep well, but yeah...felt lighter.
[12:57
PM] Mr. Brown:
According
to alcoholic definition, I am one
Which
makes me wonder how they came up with their definition lol
Drink
a glass of wine and a glass of milk go to sleep
[12:58
PM] Mr. Silver:
Barf
Having
the split personality abilities helps I suppose. It certainly
wasn't the one who wanted to get a drink that suggested it and has
been taking notes.
[1:05
PM] Ms. Rose:
"Abilities."
Funny. Heh heh :)
[1:05
PM] Mr. Silver:
My
addictive tendencies are firmly ensconced in The Depression Guy
(points him out)
Good
writer...not as smart as some.
He
can be sent to his room without his snacks and drinks and computer
binges.
Oh
no...I actually consider it an ability.
As
long as I had to go mad anyway, I might as well keep the skills and
use them.
[1:10
PM] Ms. Rose:
So
you've never been in any legal or otherwise outside-the-home trouble
concerning your issue?
[1:18
PM] Mr. Silver:
What...loony
bin refugee?
No...all
disguised by college angst for the most part.
I
recovered by force of will and personality - on my own - after a year
or so of the worst ever. The shifts came and went before and
after that for a long time though.
But
all the little separable selves are still lurking in there...strong
ones anyway.
I
bounced my psychological control method off of a psychologist I made
friends with years later. He adjudged it "brilliant".
So
yeah...I'm probably drooling mad inside here, but I-Public keep a tight rein
on the worst - they're not allowed to talk much.
Some
of them are characters in my books.
Dialogues
can be easy to write. ;)
“I
need a sociopathic killer and an overconfident priest for this next scene. Ok, guys, here's the scenario...”
[1:34
PM] Ms. Rose:
*silently
judges you from Ancient Alcoholic Perspective*
[1:37
PM] Mr. Silver:
Started
before I could drink, thank you. :P
[1:47
PM] Ms. Rose:
Us
AAs (Ancient Alcoholics) are pondering your use of "little"
and "separable" to describe your "selves."
We'll
get back to you just as soon as we finish this bottle...
[1:48
PM] Mr. Brown:
I
have a rage-something lurking inside that I keep chained to a wall.
Every so often I call on its power
I
also have this Strange Mad Hatter character that giggles out every so
often.
[2:02
PM] Mr. Silver:
Having
multiple personalities, despite always having company at home in the apartment, is not actually comforting.
At
my worst I'd cycle a couple weeks of deep depression and anger and
paranoia...then one of the people shouting for attention would "win"
And
I'd be that for another couple weeks until it all fell apart
and the personality ran out of gas or failed it's goal.
Rinse...repeat...year
or so...
I
listened to a simulation of what it sounds like inside a
schizophrenic's head. "Eh...close...not very creative."
[2:03
PM] Mr. Brown:
I've
always fought my Mr. Hyde
[2:10
PM] Ms. Rose:
I
think your problem(s) are that you think of and treat these issues as
"separate" personalities or moods or whatever. If only your
tiny boy brains could just entertain them all at once. That's what
female hormones do for us, I think. I don't really know because I'm
whacked out on Orajel now. But that sounded really good! Didn't it?
[2:13
PM] Mr. Silver:
Well
that was the problem...on the low swing I had to deal with "the crowd"
I
don't want to deal with the crowd
Everyone
has a crowd
They
usually do their business quiet-like in their cubes.
These
were piling into the office and yelling at me every waking moment.
So...over
time...I kicked them out.
They're
still out there though.
[2:15
PM] Mr. Brown:
I
have that problem with my animal rage guy - always wants to play
[2:19
PM] Ms. Rose:
You
should both definitely be hermits. Divorce your wives, etc. Crowds
and "animal rage guy" are here whether you want them to be
or not. It's not your fault.
[2:19
PM] Mr. Silver:
I
just said the crowd is normal.
It's
all the yelling sessions and arguments that aren't
Little
ones, sure - it's how you make decisions and stuff.
[2:21
PM] Mr. Brown:
Yeah,
I talk to people around me that are not there lol
Like
my papa and such
They
answer me, and I always get the job I'm doing done or find what I'm
looking for.
[2:25
PM] Ms. Rose:
I
say again. Boys are weird.
[2:25
PM] Mr. Brown:
LOL
Ever
feel like you have a wolf trying to come out ?
[2:31
PM] Ms. Rose:
Out
of my uterus, yes.
[2:42
PM] Mr. Silver:
Nice
My
lycanthropy days are long long gone.
I
turn into a crane, mostly. The bird, not the vehicle
[2:43
PM] Ms. Rose:
If
it were the vehicle, I'd call you on word-usage.
Back
to my original topic please!
Practical
dosage.
So,
when the Orajel box says "use up to 4 times daily" that
means more like 8 times, right? For people with "extreme"
pain...?
[1:54
PM] Mr. Brown:
Use
only 4 times daily or suffer unimaginable toilet sounds later
[1:56
PM] Mr. Silver:
It
means 'use a bottle up to 4 times daily'.
[1:56
PM] Ms. Rose:
"Use
4 entire bottles up to 'Wheeee, unicorns!' times daily."
Got it.
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