The scrutable dog
Dec. 30th, 2003 10:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aberrantangelsWell, this is interesting.
The people who make these cold relievers (amusing In Nomine-related image springs up) may not know what happens when one combines them with SSRIs, but I do. With any luck, the way they interact with MAOIs is no worse than this, but were I in the shoes of an MAOI-user, I wouldn't want to test the theory.
William S. Burroughs wrote about the state of mind I'm experiencing in "Wouldn't You?", the "atropied preface" near the end of Naked Lunch. He got it by taking thirty-gram shots:
There's just enough awareness of my body to keep me from sitting in one position forever, and just enough awareness of time to keep me cognizant that staring at my hand, or a wall, or nothing in particular, is not a pursuit in which I want to spend more than a minute at a go.
I don't think I'll be taking this stuff in the daytime anymore. I'll take another dose tonight; I woke up okay from the last two nights' doses, after all.
The people who make these cold relievers (amusing In Nomine-related image springs up) may not know what happens when one combines them with SSRIs, but I do. With any luck, the way they interact with MAOIs is no worse than this, but were I in the shoes of an MAOI-user, I wouldn't want to test the theory.
William S. Burroughs wrote about the state of mind I'm experiencing in "Wouldn't You?", the "atropied preface" near the end of Naked Lunch. He got it by taking thirty-gram shots:
"What are you thinking?" says the squirming American Tourist.
To which I reply: "Morphine have depressed my hypothalamus, seat of libido and emotion, and since the front brain only acts at second hand with back-brain titillation, being a vicarious type citizen can only get his kicks from behind, I must report virtual absence of cerebral event...."
There's just enough awareness of my body to keep me from sitting in one position forever, and just enough awareness of time to keep me cognizant that staring at my hand, or a wall, or nothing in particular, is not a pursuit in which I want to spend more than a minute at a go.
I don't think I'll be taking this stuff in the daytime anymore. I'll take another dose tonight; I woke up okay from the last two nights' doses, after all.
