When I was 19, I went to visit a friend at Central Michigan University. It was the first time I've ever tried snorting Ridlin, something he was very much into. They had a coffee table made of wood that they would carve initials in and little images and things like that. They said I could carve in it if I wanted to. That night, long after everyone else was asleep I continued with the Ritalin. The next morning when I woke up I had the carving knife in my hand in the entire tabletop was now my work of art. I had completely changed everything they had done and I'm sure they were none too pleased. I never really got back into doing that stuff, because it made me extremely OCD. I'm not sure why some people like it, it made me crazy. I'm sure they had to throw away the table as it looked ridiculous. -it was definitely #ocdart
Oh... It was art. They just weren't OCD enough to appreciate its grandeur.