Proxymatic
2009-01-08, 02:15
I've been smoking weed with these two kids for a while so the other day I told them I was getting some salvia and that we should smoke that shit sometime soon.
My friend texts me today and say that we can smoke it today at my other friends house. My other friend was already pretty high when we got there, so me and friend #1 smoked a couple bowls to get about as good as friend #2.
Friend #2 went first, and god fucking dammit did they trip balls. Screaming and shit and just babbling random unintelligible shit.
Friend #1 went second and curled up in a ball with pillows over his entire body and was saying how the couch he was laying on was like a skillet and the side that wasn't on the couch was freezing.
Then I went. Friend #2 loaded up a bowl with probably .3 a gram or so. I take a huge first hit and lose a little of it because i have a cold and coughed, so I re hit it big, take a breath of air, and then fill the rest of my lungs with smoke. I take one more hit, then I'm about to take a third when all of a sudden my world just literally falls on its side.
I laid back on the couch and saw old school pepsi logos swirling all around me. Then I found myself in a fucking gingerbread house, and I was a gingerbread man trying to go to work with my briefcase but my fucking gingerbread wife is in the door. (Bear in mind I'm laying on my side and thinking that I'm standing up, trying to walk and open up the front door to my gingerbread house)
My gingerbread wife finally moved but then the gingerbread door kept swinging back and forth. I punched the gingerbread house wall (aka a pillow next to me.) And stopped trying to get out of the house.
The high started wearing down and I sat up suddenly and said "I'm fine, gimme another hit." And held the serious pose for like 10 seconds with an intense glare at the wall, then I fell over on my side, off the couch, and started cracking up on the floor. I slowly regained control over my basic motor functions and talking and 10 minutes later I was fine, but I'm still light headed and my sense of gravity is a little "whhhoooaaa."
hallucinogenic
the moral of this story is that I really like these fucking types of drugs, made me feel at least 20x better than weed ever did. I'm now looking to buy some acid / shrooms later this week. I want to try all the hallucinogen to see what they're like.
Too bad prices suck here and a hit of acid is $10 and an eighth of cubies is fucking $60.
My friend texts me today and say that we can smoke it today at my other friends house. My other friend was already pretty high when we got there, so me and friend #1 smoked a couple bowls to get about as good as friend #2.
Friend #2 went first, and god fucking dammit did they trip balls. Screaming and shit and just babbling random unintelligible shit.
Friend #1 went second and curled up in a ball with pillows over his entire body and was saying how the couch he was laying on was like a skillet and the side that wasn't on the couch was freezing.
Then I went. Friend #2 loaded up a bowl with probably .3 a gram or so. I take a huge first hit and lose a little of it because i have a cold and coughed, so I re hit it big, take a breath of air, and then fill the rest of my lungs with smoke. I take one more hit, then I'm about to take a third when all of a sudden my world just literally falls on its side.
I laid back on the couch and saw old school pepsi logos swirling all around me. Then I found myself in a fucking gingerbread house, and I was a gingerbread man trying to go to work with my briefcase but my fucking gingerbread wife is in the door. (Bear in mind I'm laying on my side and thinking that I'm standing up, trying to walk and open up the front door to my gingerbread house)
My gingerbread wife finally moved but then the gingerbread door kept swinging back and forth. I punched the gingerbread house wall (aka a pillow next to me.) And stopped trying to get out of the house.
The high started wearing down and I sat up suddenly and said "I'm fine, gimme another hit." And held the serious pose for like 10 seconds with an intense glare at the wall, then I fell over on my side, off the couch, and started cracking up on the floor. I slowly regained control over my basic motor functions and talking and 10 minutes later I was fine, but I'm still light headed and my sense of gravity is a little "whhhoooaaa."
hallucinogenic
the moral of this story is that I really like these fucking types of drugs, made me feel at least 20x better than weed ever did. I'm now looking to buy some acid / shrooms later this week. I want to try all the hallucinogen to see what they're like.
Too bad prices suck here and a hit of acid is $10 and an eighth of cubies is fucking $60.