Ahem...you probably need to give me a good spanking CBC.
I must say I've neglected watching it, although for the part reason that I had duties to pursue. And had been for a few days feeling shit till some corticosteroid kicked in, and allowed me to regrow the soles of my *feet once again *winces*
Yegad, distilling those two batches of ethers was torture, standing up by the still pot, but spent several days resorting to outright victorian medicine (literally, I got the doses for diethyl ether from some old medical books of mine, big, heavy leatherbound things, with ink-marbled introductory pages and the edges of the paper, titled 'the household physician', these are from the 1800s when ether, chloroform, paraldehyde (god never ever ever go there shit fuck christ do not even go near paraldehyde, its the trimer of acetaldehyde, the tetramer being the poisonous metaldehyde used in slug pellets. Acetaldehyde being
vile stinking toxic shit to boot, the stuff in small quantities produced as an alcohol metabolite of ethyl alcohol, paraldehyde melts plastic even worse than the otherwise fantastic drug chlormethiazole, which is great stuff just a pain to handle, as its an absolute certifiable swine of a nightmare to form salts from, I don't bother and like one of the two clinical forms, just use the base, but paraldehyde is terrible, utterly awful shite from the foulest pits of tartarus. Noxious stuff, and IMO only marginally more acceptable to the human frame than metaldehyde and acetaldehyde. Ick!...never again) and the then BRAND spanking shiny new chloral hydrate. Which is rough on the stomach to some, and it repeats on one in minty camphoraceous belches. They had the brominated one too, bromal hydrate but warn even then against it and name it beyond redemption more or less, with absolutely nothing to justify its use in favor of chloral.
They've got so many fascinating things in those old books, old remedies containing mercury and arsenicals, antimonial wine and tartar emetic (another antimony based emetic). And used herbals like of all the noxious things they could have chosen, aconite, otherwise known as wolfbane, just about THE deadliest non-fungus organism, bar of course pathogenic microbes that can be found at all in the UK, that isn't being specifically grown by someone. Bar only the lethal water hemlocks (Oenanthe, Circuta, both contain GABAa inverse agonist convulsant and very, very lethal toxins, structurally long-chain polyyne alcohols, utterly unrelated to the paralytic true hemlock, Conium maculata, although Circuta and Oenanthe spp are likewise umbellifers, they are marshy ground loving plants, often growing near fields, and notorious as the roots sometimes get washed up, and one bite is enough to kill a cow.)
I'd love to know how much the books are worth, got some hand-written personal recipe-type notes, all in really old, cursive script from the previous owner, tucked between pages, on various things like making cough syrups, stomach remedies etc. But I very much doubt I'd sell those, as they are in perfect condition bar the likes of aging of the paper, although its of excellent quality. They are without doubt, the pride of my collection of such materials.
And for pain, the only options they had were (I THINK by then) salicylic acid/willow bark, opium, aconite (fucking in-extremis or WHAT!!!!!!!) and a few other simple anodynes. I think by then they may have isolated the morphia from its plant progenitor.
Although thanks to the wonders of simple chemistry, we now have the rather tasty diacetylmorphine, and other lesser known 3,6-diacylated morphine derivatives, and other phenanthrene morphinan type opioids. Although I am, myself, much more of a fan of 3,6-dipropionylmorphine, its got longer, much longer legs, hours longer. Faster onset via IV or if the freebase is mixed with a little caffeine to permit its intake via smoking (vaporization, strictly speaking, one does not wish to use a direct flame on heroin or its relatives, its somewhat heat sensitive, the reason for its admixture with the caffeine, in mind you quantities of caffeine far smaller than are active as stimulants, the decomposition of it provides a protective atmosphere in the immediate local microenvironment in which the heroin or other similar opiate is undergoing heating to vaporise it for inhalation so as to inhibit oxidation and retard the process of decomposition, rendering it properly fit for a toot.
Just picked up 5x £20 bags of some, it must be said, mighty fine smokable base gear, coming as solid chunky light tan rocks of some mighty nice stuff. Lol I swear...the guy I go through has some kind of sixth sense in that when I am literally, dialling his number, he often rings me asking if I want owt. RIGHT as I am literally typing a text to him or halfway through inputting his number to bell the guy. And I only pick up H very occasionally, as and when I feel like it. Its odd, its not like I have specific days/times when I am really fancying a blast on the H pipe, toot on the ol' foil. But the last 4-5 times I've been seconds from asking him to meet me, I get a call coming, saving me the phone credit while he's at it:D
And todays stuff has been NICE. Whilst having to walk to the far side of the city, and back, from and to the city center before getting to see the guy or getting to go home again, today in the drizzling rain, not a shitstorm or anything just generally mangy, he stopped to do what he sometimes does, and smoke a hit from a crack pipe. Not my thing, although I don't mind, once in a great, great great while, properly cleaned up, thoroughly and multiply rextylized powder cocaine, as long as it is, indeed done using good proper lab technique and not just street coke.but very seldom do I indulge, I have not bought, I would estimate, more than 10g in that and half as many again years probably, when all the cut is considered and the coke properly un-bashed. I just don't see why other than as a rare treat (and REAL coke when it has indeed been rendered such once more, or extracted from coca leaves available as coca tea then yes, it can indeed be very enjoyable, although to me in moderation. But it does have to be proper shit, and if it was cut to begin with, and it will be, it always is unless one personally performs or not that I have, supervises, the extraction from coca leaves and its processing to yield proper pure, unfuckedwith cocaine hydrochloride then meh. Yeah, I say fucking yes! I AM one fussy sonofabitch when it comes to coke, if I am to indulge in it. And no, I will not apologise for being of such standards, or for that matter consider it an admission or confession for such implies fault. I want it clean enough to well nigh satisfy a damn surgeon. And that goes a thousandfold more to that pernickety-ness if the coke is to be used via the intravenous route, which is, after the first couple of lines, the way it is truly fulfilling its potential, or when mixed with a strong IV opioid, morphine sulfate, or de-codeine-ized opium refined to an IV-able concentrated alkaloid isolate, being my personal pref. for a speedball.
No coke today, not bothering and haven't in years. But just shot a bag of that lovely quality smack base, PH-adjusted back with dilute acetic acid to give me the acetate salt, and render it soluble in water (H freebase is not, and the salts are not suitable for smoking as they decompose rather than turn into that lovely big fat cloud of diamorphine vapor all the better to fill your lungs with.
And at first I thought hey, this isnt doing much, fucking tolerance and damn chronic pain but only for a few seconds before going from this isn't enou....oohhhhhhh MMMmmmmmmmhhh thats niiiiicceeeee ^_^
and starting to nod off. Lurrvely gear he got me today. Felt it properly after just a couple of big fat smokes from the pipe after picking up with my guy, and although he hadn't asked, I decided to double the size of the bag I was buying him anyway to say thankyou for the quality and the fat servings of the skag. Predictably enough he did not say no. Although the only thing he had ASKED me for, was to buy him a big bag of his favourite kind of popcorn from a shop he got barred from. Which I did. He even said take the money for it out of what I was going to give him for his TY bag of dope. Insisted on it in fact. I did, but then after finding out how nice the brown was, went and doubled the side of his wrap for him. That, he didn't say no to lol:P
Not that I expected he would, although thought it possible he may, even, knowing him. Despite being homeless, he's a nice guy, gone out of his way in fact to treat me decently, I do so to him, not prejudiced against him for being homeless, but while getting to know him as a mate, he'd insist I held on to his mobile phone as a piece of security against the money he held of mine to make my purchase from his dealer, worth considerably more than what at the time I was buying. Could easily have tried to run away on me if he had chosen to do so. I'd have killed him where he stood had he done it, although I never actually said anything of the sort. I just wouldn't tolerate being stolen from, and yes, he'd have died for it had he attempted to fuck me over. But no, not even when theres £100-150 of mine in his pocket, or the resulting bags of gear, he never tried dipping into them, never has since either. Although now I don't bother keeping his phone or anything. So year, decent, honorable guy, done his best also to attempt to shield me from any potential such behavior from others. I'm perhaps not the obvious kind of customer for that market, so he's done his best for me, really has treated me with a lot of consideration.
And has been faultless in his honesty in his dealings with me. Although I've got a lot worse up my sleeve IF I am wronged, than I look like the type to. I do not START trouble for people, without having been treated wrongfully, but if I am, then I won't take it either.
*gulps down one glass of elderflower and white grape juice sparkling water taken from the fridge, icy cold and most delightfully refreshing*
*pours himself another one, pops in a straw and sips, savouring every droplet, for 'tis mighty delicious* *pours a big one for couldbe and offers her a toot on his loaded gear pipe, so long as she treats Lestat and his property with due respect, and squeezes affectionately*
Kommen sie hier meine fraulein, sie stoff ist wunderbar:)
along with a couple of then brand new sedative-hypnotics, sulfonal, trional and tetronal, no longer used as in prolonged use they cause some kinda drug induced toxic porphyria, although not in acute use. Those I have yet to sample, for they have
You seem to be lost in your own thoughts.