non sum qualis eram's New Writeupshttp://everything2.com/?node=New%20Writeups%20Atom%20Feed&foruser=non sum qualis eram2007-04-10T20:49:21Zdiphenhydramine (thing)http://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram/writeups/diphenhydraminenon sum qualis eramhttp://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram2007-04-10T20:49:21Z2007-04-10T20:49:21Z<p> I feel it necessary to disagree with ultima's writeup. Of course, as usual when drugs are involved, <a href="/title/your+mileage+may+vary">your mileage may vary</a>, and my sources are simply my own experiences, those of a few close friends, and everything on the internet that I could get my grubby little paws on. So, this is in no way definitive, but just thought it was worth contributing a writeup to a node I actually consider myself somewhat knowledgeable about (It was necessary so I could argue intelligibly with "Getting high on <a href="/title/Benadryl">Benadryl</a>! I say, that is absurd!")</p>
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Also, it is worth noting the dosages I was working with, since this is a strange drug that behaves differently in various situations and people and amounts. I was taking around 800 mg (32 pills) per diphenhydramine experience, and also taking a quantity of <a href="/title/pseudoephedrine">pseudoephedrine</a> to combat drowsiness. I was approximately <a href="/title/fatty">180 pounds</a> and male.</p>
<p>One of the benefits of diphenhydramine as a <a href="/title/deliriant">deliriant</a> in comparison to the <a href="/title/tropane+alkaloid">tropane alkaloid</a> plants is that precise<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…we shall all be healed (person)http://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram/writeups/we+shall+all+be+healednon sum qualis eramhttp://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram2007-01-21T20:25:48Z2007-01-21T20:25:48Z<p>
He mumbled these words into the lip of his tumbler, over and over again. I'm unsure if he was speaking to me or the vodka. Whether or not he listened to <a href="/title/the+Mountain+Goats">the same music as I did</a> and if I was supposed to respond to the reference distracted me for a while.
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He was twenty-seven at the time. He was going by the name of Jacob. Everyone knew it wasn't his real name, but they also knew enough to not ask <a href="/title/Make+it+your+policy%252C+starting+now%252C+to+always+answer+this+question+honestly">questions</a>.
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Plenty of faceless guys blew through. It wasn't unusual. He was entirely unremarkable in appearance; he had soft hair, soft eyes, and he dressed sharply, which I suppose was <a href="/title/unusual">unusual</a> in its way, but I never would've remembered him for his looks alone. He was one of the boys you couldn't help but loving a little when you first laid eyes on them. You know how that turns out.
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I lowered the tumbler from his mouth. He wasn't even really <a href="/title/drunk">drunk</a> at any rate. I felt<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Rocks (thing)http://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram/writeups/Rocksnon sum qualis eramhttp://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram2007-01-11T15:46:34Z2007-01-11T15:46:34Z<p>
Rocks is a <a href="/title/playground+game">playground game</a> that I learned in <a href="/title/high+school">high school</a>. It also goes by rubber, or sand, or whatever happens to be underneath the playground. The game Rocks is most similar to is <a href="/title/tag">tag</a>.
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In a game of Rocks, one player, generally the last player to reach the playground is designated <a href="/title/it">it</a>. The it player, who I'll describe as the chaser to avoid using random pronouns(but is simply called "It" during gameplay), moves away from the playground. The chaser closes <a href="/title/his+or+her">his or her</a> eyes, counts to a number, generally ten, and then begins to head for the playground to attempt to tag a player. The chaser must keep their eyes closed at all times. At any time the chaser can call "rocks!" and if any of the other players are on the rocks, they become it. Otherwise, it plays basically like tag, with it having their eyes closed.
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One of the interesting parts of rocks is <a href="/title/jump">jump</a>s. If you jump the person who is it, you get a point. Points are useless, except whoever is your fifth jump has<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Odwalla (thing)http://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram/writeups/Odwallanon sum qualis eramhttp://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram2007-01-04T23:20:34Z2007-01-04T23:20:34Z<p>
Odwalla also makes a variety nutritional snack bars and soymilk. These are also rather high priced, but <a href="/title/IMHO">quite worth it</a> especially considering they're healthy and convenient when you don't have time to cook.
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Incidentally, the availability of Odwalla bars was one of the factors I considered in my process of deciding what <a href="/title/college">institute of higher education to attend</a> as there wasn't a vendor nearer than 88 miles from my home.
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Odwalla does seem to be significantly more popular among health freaks, nature enthusiasts, and <a href="/title/dirty+hippies">dirty hippies</a>, but that's applicable to most health foods.
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because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid (person)http://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram/writeups/because+his+heart+was+heavy%252C+closing%252C+like+a+tired+eyelidnon sum qualis eramhttp://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram2007-01-04T03:38:50Z2007-01-04T03:38:50Z<p>
When you're afraid of a conversation, you breathe out <i>very slowly</i> before speaking. As if in some way, holding onto that breath is going to save you from the unpleasantness.
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Everyone learned a lot from him, that's pretty safe to say. But he always left us with even more questions. Always questions.
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He was one of those peculiar types. He made people uncomfortable. Not because he was lacking in <a href="/title/the+grace+of+a+thousand+repetitions">social graces</a>, he was quite suave. But because he thought he could change people by challenging how they think. It wasn't an act of manipulation, or domination. Some said he was too kind for his own good. That <a href="/title/I%2527m+a+cynical+bastard+because+I+care+so+much%252C+dammit">his heart had grown too large</a>, and he lost all of his sense.
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If you were to see him walking down the street, you might believe it. This gentleman, who was rather large, would <b>skip</b> down the street, just because he enjoyed it. His tangled hair would fly, his lips<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Djarum Blacks (thing)http://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram/writeups/Djarum+Blacksnon sum qualis eramhttp://m.everything2.com/user/non+sum+qualis+eram2007-01-03T04:13:00Z2007-01-03T04:13:00Z<p>
It was October. Cold. <a href="/title/I+was+seventeen%252C+and+my+heart+was+on+fire">I was seventeen, and my heart was on fire</a>.
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The first day I ever skipped school. Well, to be truthful, I didn't skip school. I lied my way out midway through it. Being a senior, attending school seemed unimportant in comparison to doing things like determining what university I wanted to attend, and hanging out with my friends who go to college.
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I was sick, and my friend suggested we get some coffee. Nothing like convenience store coffee. If you burn your tongue on the first drink, it doesn't taste bad, just warm.
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We had <a href="/title/time+to+kill">time to kill</a>, and she needed to go pick up a pack of her "<a href="/title/bitch+cigarettes">bitch cigarettes</a>", so we walked to a gas station, and didn't need to provide proof that we'd circled the sun more than eighteen times. She quickly lit up, but I passed, and kept changing sides as we walked, because I couldn't stand to have <a href="/title/the+smell+of+smoke">the smell of smoke</a> on me back then.
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