regrets? Not really
All true sadly.

At the age of 15 drinking everything in site at a party and deciding to hang from the roof upside down peering in the loo window. Singing "We are the Ovalteenies" for some reason. Surprisingly didn't fall off but somehow managed to get back inside to fall into drunken coma.

During my degree years: getting so stoned on finest nepalese and 7 star Metaxa I didn't notice my girlfriend fixing up (I didn't know she had a heroin habit)and dying of an overdose. I kept asking her to change the record all night as I was paralysed and calling her a lazy bitch.

During my PhD. deciding to stay up all night in the lab writing up some research, drinking 2 bottles of Absolut citron (straight from the bottle)THEN thinking that was a great time to check the bird traps. Now, we used to catch feral pigeons as there wasn't a supplier and we didn't have breeding facilities. As this was in Regents Park the traps weren't popular with tourists so the solution I came up with was to place them on the roof of the research block, get research subjects and lower the pest population art the same time. Cool. So, totally arsed, up the ladder to the roof, stagger out and remember where the traps are. Oh yes, on the roof of the other building where I put them (which had no roof access from inside) and a jump of about 3-4 feet. So, about 200 ft up, jumping between buildings, totally drunk and on the jump back with a caged bird. Insane.

Funnily enough I was seen by one of security who complained (reasonably) that I could easily kill myself, but they didn't stop me until a visit by a member of the Royal Family. Now being a Republican of the "I love Oliver Cromwell" School, I wasn't arsed about a visit from our Patron so decided to pop onto the roof for a smoke of the Moroccan variety, only to be surrounded by 3 armed police (looking like extras from Rainbow Six)who were up on the roof for security. Good job I hadn't taken Speed that day. Looking like a foreigner of the "possible terrorist" variety not a bonus. "Don't MOVE!"
My response? "Oooh, is that a Heckler & Koch? Neat, man."

After that, boring really.
Off down to the pub after a family funeral (a nephew hung himself), getting stoned with and shagging one of my nieces in the woods.

At a family wedding getting off with the photographer not realising her husband was there. Oops.

Other stupid things said or done while on Acid or Dope:
"Well, man, like man, it's cool man".
"I really fancy my sister. I could fuck her hard".
"I really think, man, like your wife does great blowjobs".
"No, man, there isn't a Tiger in the carpet. NO! It's not there. It won't EAT you, IDIOT! Anyway, the giant spider behind you would get it first."
"Wow, fire is so beautiful man." Then whirling a 6 foot flaming branch from the fire in the woods and clubbing (accidentally honest)a friend in the head, burning half his hair off.

Being drug free is soooo dull.
Man.
(cargo, Sat 17 Dec 2005, 22:05, Reply)