Well, there goes my weekend
[46 Points] CocaineNose:
[24 Points] Vendor_BBMC:
Ha ha A vendor being honest.
I had a similar drugs / carpet incident yesterday. You are about to get an insight into the life of a manufacturing vendor.
I'd already been up for a day and a night preparing precursors, then when I planned to sleep during the reaction, my new girlfriend was feeling horny. I got about an hour of sleep towards the end of the 16 hour reaction, the rest being a druggy X-rated sex-fest that I only remember as a series of flashbacks.
Some meth chemists are like boxers, they abstain from sex during a meth cook. Personally, I think it's good luck. It makes the meth sexy.
I did solvent washes, steamed all the smelly contaminants round the U-bend of the lab toilet into the sewers where they belong, then added sodium hydroxide, phenolpthalein indicator, then steam distilled off the "meth oil". I had the steam unit lit from behind so I could see if it was foaming up. The pink liquid frothed a few bubbles and looked like a 1967 Pink Floyd gig.
I sniffed the condensate, and it smelled like a mixture of cold tea and fish, which very clean meth freebase sometimes smells like. After extracting it into Coleman's fuel (which makes cleaner meth than toluene, even if it's considered "ghetto") and 5 water washes, I extracted it out with a total of 23g of conc. Hydrochloric acid, slightly overshooting the end-point.
I had a good feeling about it when I was boiling off the water, then a little acid near the end. Sure enough, when I smoked a little bit of the "raw" hydrochloride salt, it was the purest I, personally, have ever had at that early stage.
One methanol / acetone dual-solvent recrystallization later, and I had pure meth powder that was gorgeous to smoke, leaving no residue. I dissolved it in boiling acetone with a few drops of water in a pyrex dish, wrapped it in towels, then went to sleep.
Thursday lunchtime I woke up, needing a piss. When I washed my hands, I remembered that the towel was wrapped round a small (20g) batch of meth. When I unwrapped it, it was full of small transparent shards.
Here is a photo of them. http://phototive.com/obrazki/normal/ZBN242I0.jpg
It was 1PM. The post office deadline was 5PM. My androids were beeping with meth customers who can somehow tell that a meth is born, "give me a price for a gram in bitcoin and a wallet address, Redbook".
I was starving. My girlfriend was spark out, sucking her thumb in her sleep with the noise Maggie Simpson makes when she sucks her pacifier. Plus, she can't cook. She's not that kind of a girlfriend.
I went to the local supermarket, had £30 in my account, and £3 of bitcoin in the wallet of my big phone, none on my medium phone, and my little mobile was at home being a portable wi fi hotspot for my tor laptop. Like most batches, none of this would make it as far as a marketplace, but Gwern was insulting my intelligence on reddit, the DNM professional talking down to this amateur. I was transfixed, but my encrypted messenger was beeping.
I walked out of the air-conditioned supermarket into the 30C English summertime, and there was a police helicopter hovering above me. I felt like the coke dealer in that film who didn't want the pasta sauce to burn, except I had a Tesco basics microwave spaghetti bolognaise. A dancing crackhead got in my way, completely unaware that I'm the godfather of Britmeth because I was disguised as a man with £28 to his name. I scanned the horizon for swooping owls but they hadn't clocked me today. I'm not worried about helicopters, they are for real-life jamaican drug lords with money, like the one who's girlfriend was asleep on my bed. She's decided that I've got potential, even though I can't afford a working fridge. The darknet is the future.
At 4PM, my girlfriend was bubble-wrapping meth pipes, wearing gloves and a hair net as I weighed out small meth shards into bags. Several grams were going straight to people on the payroll to pay for services rendered, and I was fronting a gram to a key guy just outside London who I needed awake.
Hank had sent a massive message, with photos, about some meth from the chinese that he didn't like. Now my phone was beeping every 10 seconds, which is Hank when he is high pressing "send" every 3 words. I tried to work my phone with my gloves on, and the upshot was that he had to smoke a bit of every chinese batch then tell them which was the best one because they got the bags all mixed up, and they don't know good meth from bad. He would have been texting with one hand, writing envelopes with the other and steering a hire car with his knees.
A customer ha bought 3 grams and I tried to get it in one bag. It didn't fit and ended up on the carpet. My girlfriend unlaced my shoes ready for my feet and I realized that I must have given somebody a gram instead of 0.5, because the last bag was a 0.5 when it should have been 1g. It was ten to 5, so I shoved a load of meth in without weighing it and ripped my gloves off as my gf held the door open for me.
I blinked at the horizon. No owls, Good. They swoop on me in the street and everybody looks at me as I fight them off. I hailed a passing black cab and made it to the post office with a full 4 minutes to spare.
Seven packages were posted for 1PM next-day delivery, one for 9AM. I borrowed every penny my girlfriend had and it was just enough.
I got home at 17:20, picked a nice shard from the carpet, and checked my bitcoin wallet. $1322 in bitcoin. $200 unconfirmed.
I'd better go now. Friday is my busy day.
[18 Points] ddiisscc00:
I bet those dustmites in the carpet will be having an excellent weekend!
[14 Points] None:
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[12 Points] None:
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[12 Points] enigma2050:
at least they're being honest about it
[6 Points] None:
"spilled in the carpet"
Stealth compromised.
[6 Points] None:
Ahh that's shitty man.
Welcome to the I wish I had drugs club!
[5 Points] None:
These guys are useless
Anyone who smokes weed knows that the biggest side effect alongside smashed bongs is open grinders getting knocked over -
And any smoker knows the solution is a t-shirt secured over the hose of the hoover...suck it up and see! Will work with MDMA
[5 Points] The_Grid_Is_Up:
That would make me cry
[2 Points] None:
lol wtf
[2 Points] sillysally11:
That's fucked lol If it's any consolation, I'm also without any drugs till next week.
[1 Points] antyboy23:
:'(
[1 Points] RunnawaySlave:
fire up a bowl of meth and surf that carpet!
[1 Points] None:
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[1 Points] young_k:
i'd ask for a refund...did you FE? just the fact that they had that happen..they cant have a very covert/safe/stealthy setup...i mean now there carpet has evidence all over it rofl
[1 Points] footlockervip:
See all you gotto do is dissolve it in water and filter it.
My girl spilt 4mmc on teh carpet, did that, shot it carpet mites and all no problem, for eating it aint nothin.
I woulda been like just send the shit bro
[1 Points] threwahweigh:
I once had bought a qp of blueberry, personal use. by the time i got through 2 ounces, i forgot what happened to the other 2, figuring i had sold/given away to some friends, i obtained new stuff.
i then moved, and basically 2 years later, I found the 2 ounces stashed away in a first aid kit. it smoked horribly, super stale, so i used it all to make a batch of brownies (based on properly decarbed bud and sous vide method for making the butter) - def pretty potent.
I think I just witnessed the first partly foul over the internet