Saturday went to this early dj live show early in the evening a couple of my mates were playing, there was a guy selling MDMA, bags he claimed were .3 of a gram for 25 euros, which is steep but understandable as he was the only one selling at the club.
Anyway ended up leaving the place with the guy as he needed some weed of my mate, he gets his MD bags already packed by this other dude so we decided to weight them on the scale, turns out they were all heavier, the one I bought was over 400 mgs, all in very nice chunky crystals I put the lot in a rizla and bombed it in one go. My mate weighted out the other bags at just over 300mgs so he split in two with his wife, but he had bought like three or four for the night(he's the only one with an actual job in the hole circle).
Anyway the guy told us his mate who packs the bags is always off his rocker on ket and that's why all the bags weight differently and some are well over what they're meant to be. Anyway, happy finally got a new ket contact after ages.
As soon as we started coming up my mates decide to go to another club at which point they start to leave, having spent all of my money on drinks at the earlier place and the MD bag, I decided I would go home, by then I was severly twatted already, the last few times on MD it was always disappointing even when dropping like 200 mgs in one go, especially as my less experienced mate were doing less amounts and got way more from it.
Anyway I start driving home gurning like crazy, luckily we were at my friends suburban house and was going on the hills were I live so no traffic, I was blasting a Breaking Science live cd from a NYE party like ten years ago, anyway I'm having so much fun I decide not to go back home but to leave the car and go walk in the woods on the hills. It was great I started wondering around and eating the snow as my mouth was dry, kept on listening to the music from the car stareo and just walking in pitch black darkness within hearing distance of the car.
Time flew, the MD was very trippy, don't remember everb being so messed up from it in years, pupils were huge, nice happy feelings, music appreciation up the roof, I was so happy with not having gone to some crappy club in town and instead being by myself in the middle of the snowy woods. Kept on digging snow with my bare hands to drink it all night.
Anyway I left my mate's house at 12:30 and got at home at 4:47, so I spent over 3 hours either listening to music in the car or wandering around the woods. Got back at very warm tea, kratom and hit the bed, couldn't sleep until 10 in the morning though, still gurning up until then.
I know in terms of HR is stupid, but from now on instead of splitting half grams in sensible doses that don't even come up properly, I'll just split in two and fuck it. Also this MD was top notch, my friend was off his rocker after 150mgs and so was his wife, it's just me and my stupid long-term tolerance.
Spent the day in bed yesterday, got a bit of a cold