Drug Odyssey
After some thought about the nature of the content I am going to post on this blog I have decided to be fairly honest and frank (pardon the pun), revealing all the sordid details of my boring life, and hope to god that no family gets to read it.
Today is the day after New Years Eve. A quick recap of the last week or so:
After going to the beach with B and A we all got heavily stoned. I will just use letters to protect identities, even though I think that sucks (and people who know me will likely work this out anyway). B is an experienced stoner, whereas A and me had never really gone there, I had pulled a few cones etc. at parties but never got stoned, and to be honest had never really seen what all the fuss was about. Well now I know. B bought 2 grams and we consumed the lot via cookies.
Stupidly, but predictably after the effects failed to kick in as predicted, I pushed to eat the rest, and we did. Once all the cookies were eaten it started to kick in big style, and we all descended into a quasi-catatonic state.
I was at their place, and was left by myself downstairs. B left the house for a while, why I'm not sure exactly but it may have been an attempt to 'freshen up'. I sat and watched TV whilst A lay on the bed upstairs. I just sat there and observed the effects, which were:
I just felt like my nervous system (?) was fucked: my senses were all skew-iff. I couldn't really feel things properly, and after a while started to trust my sight only, all the other senses (hearing, touch) were inoperable.
Also my imagination ran wild. For a large part of the night I felt like I was in the movie Jumanji, and the paranoia was quite intense.
All in all, I didn't feel like it was a negative experience, it wasn't fun, or positive like E, but it was interesting and I felt like I could handle it. Next time definitely a lesser dose. B and A both felt like it was something they wouldn't do for a while - oh well each to their own.
So after recovering from that, and a few more nights of drinking, it was NY eve. I didn't really make any plans but ended up with some old friends S, T and K. We cruised around and ended up at a house with a few other people. By then I had consumed a lot of alcohol, including numerous shots of absinthe, and 1.5 E's. We just stayed up chatting to people, it was a good NY eve. Anyway I started to get tired around 7am, and a few hours later a massive comedown hit me right in the face. I got very paranoid and left the house without saying goodbye to anybody, and walked home. This was easily the worst comedown off E I have ever had. It was about 36 hours of anxiety, paranoia, boredom and misery, coupled with no sleep (too much stimulant still cranking around). I'm really only starting to properly come out of it now but am still curious as to why it was so intense. The Absinthe? I did take E two weeks ago, probably not a long enough space between rides. The dose is now worries, I have had more than that before and been fine. Anyway I am going to leave it for a decent while before I go there again. That's OK.
Right now, I am slowly coming out of this and returning to some semblance of a normal mind. Thank God for that.
BTW, if you're looking for some decent, intelligent music check out anything from Ninja Tunes label. I'm listening to some now, a bonus CD with a Mr. Scruff mixtape CD, and it's seriously good.
Today is the day after New Years Eve. A quick recap of the last week or so:
After going to the beach with B and A we all got heavily stoned. I will just use letters to protect identities, even though I think that sucks (and people who know me will likely work this out anyway). B is an experienced stoner, whereas A and me had never really gone there, I had pulled a few cones etc. at parties but never got stoned, and to be honest had never really seen what all the fuss was about. Well now I know. B bought 2 grams and we consumed the lot via cookies.
Stupidly, but predictably after the effects failed to kick in as predicted, I pushed to eat the rest, and we did. Once all the cookies were eaten it started to kick in big style, and we all descended into a quasi-catatonic state.
I was at their place, and was left by myself downstairs. B left the house for a while, why I'm not sure exactly but it may have been an attempt to 'freshen up'. I sat and watched TV whilst A lay on the bed upstairs. I just sat there and observed the effects, which were:
I just felt like my nervous system (?) was fucked: my senses were all skew-iff. I couldn't really feel things properly, and after a while started to trust my sight only, all the other senses (hearing, touch) were inoperable.
Also my imagination ran wild. For a large part of the night I felt like I was in the movie Jumanji, and the paranoia was quite intense.
All in all, I didn't feel like it was a negative experience, it wasn't fun, or positive like E, but it was interesting and I felt like I could handle it. Next time definitely a lesser dose. B and A both felt like it was something they wouldn't do for a while - oh well each to their own.
So after recovering from that, and a few more nights of drinking, it was NY eve. I didn't really make any plans but ended up with some old friends S, T and K. We cruised around and ended up at a house with a few other people. By then I had consumed a lot of alcohol, including numerous shots of absinthe, and 1.5 E's. We just stayed up chatting to people, it was a good NY eve. Anyway I started to get tired around 7am, and a few hours later a massive comedown hit me right in the face. I got very paranoid and left the house without saying goodbye to anybody, and walked home. This was easily the worst comedown off E I have ever had. It was about 36 hours of anxiety, paranoia, boredom and misery, coupled with no sleep (too much stimulant still cranking around). I'm really only starting to properly come out of it now but am still curious as to why it was so intense. The Absinthe? I did take E two weeks ago, probably not a long enough space between rides. The dose is now worries, I have had more than that before and been fine. Anyway I am going to leave it for a decent while before I go there again. That's OK.
Right now, I am slowly coming out of this and returning to some semblance of a normal mind. Thank God for that.
BTW, if you're looking for some decent, intelligent music check out anything from Ninja Tunes label. I'm listening to some now, a bonus CD with a Mr. Scruff mixtape CD, and it's seriously good.
posted by Frank at 1:04 AM
1 Comments:
Well Frankie, it is a little hard to keep my identity protected if I'm not allowed to post a comment anonymously, but you're probably right in saying that we are already known.
I can't say I didn't enjoy myself before the excess cookies kicked in. But when they did, I felt like absolute crap. I felt like my head was going everywhere, even though I knew I was safely still in bed. And my ears were filled with the white noise of TV on snow in a volume that I can't comprehend straight. We were stupid, but that's okay, you're allowed to be stupid when you're young :) The fact is I am way more boring that you and being an (ex-)asthmatic I value my lungs too much to smoke anything and being an organic chemist I am way too suspect of back yard labs to even contemplate taking something that someone made without taking an NMR first.
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