longtailedhermit's Journal: Big 'n' Veiny

The gf is gone to help her sister across town (in San Fran). She said she will be gone for about 1 week. And I feel like a load has been taken off my mind, if you can relate. Yesterday evening, I was thinking about what to do during my freedom: do some studying, ride my bike to China Town and try to cop, go for a long run, eat some kratom.

The kratom store is only a few blocks away and I get along with the people who work there. China Town, on the other hand, is a couple of miles away through traffic and the only people I see selling anything are assholes. So, I decided to go to the kratom store. I bought some kratom for myself and a bag of catnip for the cats. I rode my bike home, threw the bag of catnip on the living room floor, and swallowed several purple capsules of kratom extract which I would follow with powdered leaf. I added water to about 10 grams (eyeballed) of the powdered leaf, stirred it, and took a swallow. I gagged. It is one of the most disgusting things I've ever tasted. I held my nose shut with one hand, held my breath, and finished it. Then, I drank a 1/2 glass of sweet orange juice to try to counter the extreme bitterness of the kratom aftertaste. Then I dry heaved for a moment but managed to keep down the drug. Jankem (a gas made from fermenting raw sewage supposedly huffed by Zambian street children) probably doesn't taste this bad.

While doing this, Elooise Cat had torn open her bag of catnip, scattered piles of it on the floor and was rolling in it and eating it. I went to my desk in the next room to do some reading. Every few minutes, Eloise, high on the catnip, would walk up to me, rub against my ankle purring, then when I reached down to pet her, she would hiss and (try to) bite. Reminds me of my gf. One minute she's (the gf) is kissiing me, the next nminute without warning, she's shrieking at me at me ready to scratch my eyes out. So, at 1/2 hour after eating the kratom, I am getting very warm, numb, and itchy. I have a lot of entergy.

So I wanted to burn it off and play some Grand Theft Auto, a video game that I installed on my laptop several years ago. It's a car-driving game, mostly, where you play quests to win a race or kill a crime boss. Patts of it are really hard. I can't get past this one quest called "Big 'n' Veiny." In it, a "spank-head" (spank is the name of a fictional narcotic in the game) has stolen a crime boss's (El Burro) shipment of donkey porn magazines titled "Big 'n' Veiny." The player's job is to track down the spankhead, run him over with your van, and return the magazines to the publisher, El Burro. This should be easy since a trail of magazines spills out of the open back of his truck as the "spanked-out" thief drives to his hideout. You follow the trail of magazines as you drive a van through downtown Vancouver or wherever it is set. But the catch is that you have to beat a fast timer in heavy traffic. I've tried dozens of tiems, but even when cheating, I can't beat it.

Anyway, had to quit because the fast, panning game movement was making me need to barf. I had to lie down right there on the floor by my desk so my stomach would settle. I probabaly should have taken some Dramamine as a precaution against this kind of motion sickness. After a few minutes, I felt better and got up to the bathroom. Strangely, I had the impression that one of the gangsters from the game had gotten into the house and was following me, always standing ni the shadows or the periphery of my vision so I could only catch brief glimpses of him. Then I took a quick shower, went to bed. Didn't sleep for several hours. It was mostly going in and out of half-waking dream sequences in a very warm, numb, peacefu,l and pleasantly snug place.

Today, I feel sick to my stomach from my kratom hangover. My gut is bloated and tender, and my head hurts. Just looking at the computer screen makes me queasy. I'm going to try to make some coffee and see if it will make me feel better.