hot damn shooting OC was much better...

[NFloyd]

last thread got closed, even though this wasn't as much a trip report than something i thought could be used educationally/could assist someone in the future. not sure why it wouldnt just get moved instead of closed? my old forum was much better in that way but they no longer allow drug talk cept weed - anyways:

the rush was way better than H imo... maybe its just because i can properly gauge the dose better... either way, it hit me immediately and was so intense and overwhelming, in a good way. i've been iv'ing h; tar to china, and obviously like it, but this was amazing, it was so intense i went upstairs where there were people just incase i od'd... i never even have that thought in the back of my head. feelin fuckin awesome now and still got some left for later tonight. just figured i'd share because i was awfully surprised... here comes the nod

(i've iv'd percs before, just not as much - i've honestly always slightly preferred oxy to h, but i think a lot of people are with me there)

 

[psood0nym]

I'm glad you had a good time but you must know this thread is probably going to be closed just like your last (or you'll figure that out once the oxy wheres off). You've basically just made the shocking proclamation that shooting is better than oral and emphatically endorsed the most dangerous way of using oxys in a harm reduction forum. We need to work on your observation of decorum young lad.

 

[NFloyd]

I'm glad you had a good time but you must know this thread is probably going to be closed just like your last (or you'll figure that out once the oxy wheres off). You've basically just made the shocking proclamation that shooting is better than oral and emphatically endorsed the most dangerous way of using oxys in a harm reduction forum. We need to work on your observation of decorum young lad.

never said it was safer, never endorsed it - simply stated i liked it more than shooting heroin - in fact, as a harm reduction site, this post shouldnt be deleted for that very reason. as i said, it's much easier to dose when you know how many MGs you are getting. dope, you have no idea. if you know what you can handle with oc, you can figure out how much to shoot (i did half of what i usually sniff), so yes, while i think EVERYONE in the world understands that shooting drugs is more dangerous than other ROA, this thread, if anything, shows my understanding of its dangers, and how to properly dose. damn, my other forum really is way better, dnt wanna mention any names, but if you belong, you'll recognize my name and see whats up. anyways, not tryna start trouble, just figured id add an experience, some advice and an opinion.

oh, and to whoever PM's me, derrick_____ (forget exact name) - yea i never shot apap, just kinda worded it weird - i tried to pm you but it won't let me, i wrote this:

I just read that you said you IV'd percs before. do not do this, percocet has acetominophen in it, which is not something you want to inject.

you can inject the oxycontin's, and the roxy's. the roxy's are instant release oxycodone and nothing else.

yea i wouldnt shoot anything with apap - they were just blues (30s) which i'm pretty sure are roxi's but around here we call 'em percs, dno why. my pops, whos a pharmacist, always calls em percs too but it could just be because its a more popular term/more known than a roxi, i hear "wtf is a roxi" too often.

thanks for the concern man, i appreciate it!!! i'm usually very well researched with my drugs though, it only makes sense.

peace brotha

there, even more educational info for some harm reduction

 

[psood0nym]

never said it was safer, never endorsed it - simply stated i liked it more than shooting heroin - in fact, as a harm reduction site, this post shouldnt be deleted for that very reason. as i said, it's much easier to dose when you know how many MGs you are getting. dope, you have no idea. if you know what you can handle with oc, you can figure out how much to shoot (i did half of what i usually sniff), so yes, while i think EVERYONE in the world understands that shooting drugs is more dangerous than other ROA, this thread, if anything, shows my understanding of its dangers, and how to properly dose. damn, my other forum really is way better, dnt wanna mention any names, but if you belong, you'll recognize my name and see whats up. anyways, not tryna start trouble, just figured id add an experience, some advice and an opinion.

It shows your understanding of its dangers? What? Where? Somewhere between "better than H" and "here comes the nod"? By the way you're not supposed to post these still high because it tends to make wasted space. I'm not telling you you need too couch harm reduction philosophy and endless safety qualifications in everything, or that you need the eloquence and grammatical aptitude of a great orator, but you do need to write an actual report. By that I mean there's supposed to be a little more exposition than, well, it appears by your punctuation in this report, one desultory sentence.

Sorry, but the truth is undisciplined text message style posting is disrespectful and insulting to the intelligence of those you'd have read your story. I don't mean to come down on you personally but every day I see more of this "four IM chats open while you punched it into your phone with a mallet" style of writing, and I want others to know it sucks. It's exhausting to plow through, lacks substance, does little service to you because it communicates so little content, and does next to nothing to expand this community's understanding of drug experiences. All of us are easily capable of better.

Sorry we don't live up to the standards set in your last forum. Forums do tend to be better when people make an effort for each other don't they?

 

[NFloyd]

It shows your understanding of its dangers? What? Where? Somewhere between "better than H" and "here comes the nod"? By the way you're not supposed to post these still high because it tends to make wasted space. I'm not telling you you need too couch harm reduction philosophy and endless safety qualifications in everything, or that you need the eloquence and grammatical aptitude of a great orator, but you do need to write an actual report. By that I mean there's supposed to be a little more exposition than, well, it appears by your punctuation in this report, one desultory sentence.

Sorry, but the truth is undisciplined text message style posting is disrespectful and insulting to the intelligence of those you'd have read your story. I don't mean to come down on you personally but every day I see more of this "four IM chats open while you punched it into your phone with a mallet" style of writing, and I want others to know it sucks. It's exhausting to plow through, lacks substance, does little service to you because it communicates so little content, and does next to nothing to expand this community's understanding of drug experiences. All of us are easily capable of better.

Sorry we don't live up to the standards set in your last forum. Forums do tend to be better when people make an effort for each other don't they?

i didn't want to post it here, but it got closed in the proper forum. and yes, you're right, forums are much better when people actually get along with one another, make an effort to help and don't argue over minor discrepancies. fortunately, we don't post negative, condescending comments, and tell someone respectfully when their post is not made correctly, in the wrong forum, etc. the other forum, we all know basically know eachother, the personalities of one another, and actually have personal conversation... that consists of stuff like this, where we will just have a random chat like this... i understand its not much of an experience report, but i was told by a mod, for some ridiculous reason, to move it here. I REALLY hope someone from my other forum see's this name and chimes in here because they know whats up - its ranked higher too so id imagine there are a lot of members from that forum on here as well since the other one banned discussion of other drugs, so i'm sort of forced to turn here. I figured, like the other one, that people here would be real chill since it tends to be that way with drug forums, but from the few posts i've made, i guess not. oh well - i'd pm you the other forum but for some reason i'm not allowed to send pm's? a lot of you guys would really like it, tons of great discussion. this kind of post didn't require great "exposition," and if i was treated more properly, i'd consider pointing you towards my novel, short stories and articles - theyre published/cost money, but ill give em out for free - i have most of my works out on the other forum, through pm usually. too bad, you'd probably like my first novel that got published last year, its about a lot of the shit on these boards. oh well, i'm done bitching here, not worth my time

anyways, i can see my prescense isn't wanted here so i guess i'll keep my posts few and far between thanks anyways guys

 

[psood0nym]

Stick around. I'm not representative of the whole of Bluelight. There's lots of people to love besides curmudgeonly guys exasperated by the effects of information technology on written expression such as myself. Just give it a chance and the hazing period will pass.

 

[NFloyd]

Stick around. I'm not representative of the whole of Bluelight. There's lots of people to love besides curmudgeonly guys exasperated by the effects of information technology on written expression such as myself. Just give it a chance and the hazing period will pass.

fair enough - i know it took a while to gain respect on the other forum, just... as of now i'm not feelin the vibe, not gonna lie. either way, i lurk here a lot, and post occasionally so we'll see what happens - and im sure im coming across like an ass right now, i can get pretty irritable on opies regardless of how good i feel lol - i also just got kind of insulted about the whole writing thing because thats my passion, hobby, job, etc. its a forum, certain posts call for certain ways of writing, ya dig?

 

[psood0nym]

I dig. The stream of consciousness style can work great for communicating, for instance, the way a drug might make your thoughts race or the liquidy associations of a psychedelic. Of course it has other perfectly defensible uses too. It was more the short length -- and the necessary lack of depth that often comes with brevity -- the lack of capitalization, and the use of the stream of consciousness style without context or capitalization that makes it look like little effort was put in or respect for readers was shown. That, coupled with seeing such a decline in writing quality among the young and the increasing incorporation of insipid text messaging and chat tropes into writing that everyone has lots of time to think about and structure frustrated me enough to say something. (The lounge and even normal forums are OK for that kind of rapid conversational style, but trip reports, in my view, are capable of being a great genre of literary non-fiction; not to mention the experiences are often profound or wild or beautiful. So where's the respect for that and the effort put towards expressing these great new things to an audience larger than most of us ever encounter in our daily lives?). Look at the page views on some of these reports. All of us are writing for a lot of people and asking that they bother to read it. I'm sure you can write something great not high and with a few more paragraphs, and encourage you to do so.

 

[NFloyd]

I dig. The stream of consciousness style can work great for communicating, for instance, the way a drug might make your thoughts race or the liquidy associations of a psychedelic. Of course it has other perfectly defensible uses too. It was more the short length -- and the necessary lack of depth that often comes with brevity -- the lack of capitalization, and the use of the stream of consciousness style without context or capitalization that makes it look like little effort was put in or respect for readers was shown. That, coupled with seeing such a decline in writing quality among the young and the increasing incorporation of insipid text messaging and chat tropes into writing that everyone has lots of time to think about and structure frustrated me enough to say something. (The lounge and even normal forums are OK for that kind of rapid conversational style, but trip reports, in my view, are capable of being a great genre of literary non-fiction; not to mention the experiences are often profound or wild or beautiful. So where's the respect for that and the effort put towards expressing these great new things to an audience larger than most of us ever encounter in our daily lives?). Look at the page views on some of these reports. All of us are writing for a lot of people and asking that they bother to read it. I'm sure you can write something great not high and with a few more paragraphs, and encourage you to do so.

I write better high. Most of my works have been written under the influence of something. In fact, i write papers for everyone at school (for both the grads and undergrads) at 10 bucks a page - guaranteed an A, 1/2 back if its a b-, b or b+, and full refund if lower... i am always massively fucked up when writing these. On 2 of my books, i'm always fucked up because it involves a lot of drug use. If i'm writing an upbeat part where the character may be on, lets say coke, i'll be blowing lines of coke all night while writing, and vice versa for opiates, or even alcohol... you name it, i've been on it whilst writing. Again, i'll repeat myself - this wasn't intended to be in trip/experience reports, but it was inappropriately deleted from the proper forum, where i felt a brief, quick post was necessary - it certainly didn't require proper or well thought out writing... i wrote it mainly to encourage a discussion to start, thats how it works where i usually post, but hey, all forums are different i suppose. Well, here's something I wrote while under the influence that has pertinence to this post and the "experience." It's just a small piece from a novella i just started on this summer, maybe it can salvage this thread

I'm going to put the beginning just to ease it in, then skip ahead quite a bit, so it may not fully make sense, but, you should enjoy it - it starts off quite a while back, and the part that comes after "today" explains my recent/current situations... so i wouldn't call it a report of today, but more, my last month or so of drug use. again, i think you guys will enjoy it, its not my best but it entertains - unfortunately it skips from the first page to about... page ~40 lol

it also adds to the report as in this is what i do when i am under the influence. i wrote most of this while on oc, H or various other opiates

Today

Well I guess now is as good a time as any to start this story. This all happened, and still is happening. In fact, I’d venture to say I’m knee-deep into it as we speak. I have no planned conclusion to this story, because the conclusion hasn’t happened, and the story is still going. What I can tell you, however, is that the outcome can’t be good if I don’t make some decisions soon.

Now forgive me if I’m rambling. It happens sometimes. I tend to get maniacal at times, and just keep going, and going and go, well... you get the idea. Anyways, this last line of coke hit me pretty hard, and I’ve got plenty more lyin’ around, so I think i’m ready to start telling the story. God knows it’s better than continuing to live the story.

Thinking back to the beginning, I feel like an old man now. I’m almost 21, I still can’t legally drink, gamble, rent a car, or get a lap-dance, but I feel like I’ve experienced more than 99% of the people in elderly homes. Right now, I’m kind of at the end half-hour stretch of a mob movie. You know, that part when the bad-guy is still the king, but he’s a bit worried about what’s going on behind his back. But fuck that, I mean fuck, I’ve been to hell and back, I’ve felt pure bliss and pure pain. I’ve felt secure, trusted and on top of the world, and I’ve felt paranoid, nervous and as though I had dug myself into a hole that I could never get out of. But no matter what, somehow, I always found my way out of a shit-filled situation as clean as the coke I cut. I’m unstoppable. But before we move on, I’m going to start at a confusing, but simpler time.

skipping much past the "simpler" time, amongst many other parts

The Worst Month Ever

It seems I’m kind of pushing quickly through this part of my life. Probably for good reason… but lets keep the wheels rolling. By about March, my junkie roommate, who made me look like Candy Finnegan from Intervention, and I, had gotten ourselves into a near daily ritual. Well, it was every day for him, though he’d tell you otherwise… but I know for sure he didn’t get his bill money “stolen,” from him every week. But everybody seems to have a well justified reason for the bad decisions they make…

Did I even touch upon the first time I did heroin? I swore to myself I’d never shoot it, so I didn’t… but I also swore I’d never do heroin. But like I said, I had a well justified reason for doing so. It came the day after the worst day of my life, which was followed by, indefinitely, the worst month of my life. People say “it’s been the worst day/week/month of my life,” many times in their life, but this time, I meant it, and that statement still holds true… that was the worst month of my life, starting the day before I first tried heroin. It was March 28, the day after my friend died just at the end of spring break. They said it was a brain aneurism. My roommate and I had just called to reserve a hotel room so we could drive up, stay the night, and pay our respects at his funeral the next day. But that night, I can’t even remember what else went up my nose other than a lot of heroin. I know there was some MS-Contin involved, and god knows what else went down the hatch along with all the benzos and vicodin. It was a miracle we didn’t join our friend that night… but to be honest, I think we were kind of hoping we did. The drive to and fro his hometown almost took our lives, as well, due to a massive rainstorm that left my whole state flooded, and my basement underneath two feet of water… this even was another main contributing factor to the worst month of my life… but it failed horribly in comparison to the loss of my friend… as it always goes, it was the one kid you could think of who didn’t deserve it. It was as if the three day storm were the tears from heaven at the undeserved loss of such a great person. And that was my excuse for doing heroin for the first time.

I think within the next week, I was sitting in the passenger seat of my roommates car in South Boston to join him on his score, where he promised to get me higher than a kite… and that he did. I didn’t know where I was for the whole ride home, and it felt great… the heroin wasn’t very good though - I still remember the burning in the back of my throat, and I must have blown close to a gram in about a half hour… but I was fucked up, and it felt great to forget about all the shit that was piling up around me. Nevertheless, it continued to pile up. All the way up to the first time I tried good heroin… it came from my OC dealer- and I haven’t seen him since that day.

We went to his house, and he and his friend were there, both sky high. His friend had just shot up, and as I walked in, he had a sample line ready to go for me. My roommate tried to mooch it from me, and even the connect told him off… so I was excited to get a taste, which never seemed to happen. My roommate was going to shoot his up, and he tried to convince me. My dealer didn’t try to convince me out of it, but when I heard him say how he’d never do it, I was immediately convinced not to do it… so up my nose it went. I was so fucking high, so I saved the rest and threw it in a pill bottle in my center console right underneath the ounce of weed I had just picked up…

“License and registration?” I heard, as the officer asked if I knew why I was getting pulled over. I had just left my dealers house, and was absolutely gone, but I remember feeling pretty sober at the time, as he told me it was for a loud muffler. I wasn’t concerned, he didn’t seem to think it was a big deal, and I was ready to get my citation and be on my way… as I was told was going to be the case. It wasn’t until five minutes had passed that I started looking and muttering to my roommate in worry about the weed, and heroin. He had managed to dump his little baggy out and rub it into my carpet… I wasn’t fortunate enough to be able to get to mine without looking suspicious. The house we lived at had a few things on file, so I’m assuming thats why he called for backup, and assumed something could have been up… we did live in a college town after all.

this isn't one of my best works by any means - ive mainly been writing it because of a site i write for online - people keep requesting more, so i keep writing for 'em. i do get paid a little too but its chump change... hate being a starving artist lol

anyways, i hope this post doesn't attract even more negative feedback for unsuspected reasons. peace fellas

 

[psood0nym]

Now that's a trip report. It's more of a retrospective, I guess. With a few tweaks to meet the guidelines of Erowid and changes to make it more specific to a single drug I'm sure you could submit it as such, get it "starred" for good quality (which puts it at the top of the experience report pile), and have a few thousand people read it over time. No money in it I'm afraid, but it's good for the ego.

 

[NFloyd]

Now that's a trip report. It's more of a retrospective, I guess. With a few tweaks to meet the guidelines of Erowid and changes to make it more specific to a single drug I'm sure you could submit it as such, get it "starred" for good quality (which puts it at the top of the experience report pile), and have a few thousand people read it over time. No money in it I'm afraid, but it's good for the ego.

yea i feel ya - to be honest, i like posting these things on forums like this and the aforementioned one. I know its not exactly a trip report, just a snippet from one of the pieces i'm working on. I'm actually mainly writing it just for the people at the other forum - i'll add to it here and there when i have time - i've been trying to write mostly articles now to at least get some money and get my name out there, and hopefully i can get the "real," novel i'm working on published... it sort of has a palahniuk tone/story/twists to it, but the storyline needs a little more development. i use erowid more just for my research.

as far as getting a little more of a trip report from tonight in here -

i grabbed an 80 tonight. this is probably an average amount for me now - it used to be too small unless combined with a lot of stuff (which i've learned my lesson with - i'll still add benzo's semi-often but im trying to cut that out) - i'm wishing now i got more, but, money... you know how it is.

Most people i know shoot half of their typical dose. because i've cut back on my usage from every day to ~1 time a week (sometimes 2, but as of lately, i've actually been grabbing only when i get a paycheck bi-weekly!), and because i've been using mostly H, i wasn't entirely sure what a good dose would be, but i knew i could handle an 80 regardless, so i shaved off about half with my hose clamp, threw it in a spoon, dissolved it and got all prepped up. I tend to be very doctor-like when it comes to IV'ing... this could be because my brothers a doctor, who knows. So i took all the precautions, alcohol swabbed my arm, etc etc, and drew out all the goodies from the spoon through the cotton into about.... maybe 60-70 cc's of water (w/ ~40mg's).

Now, i've blown ~120mg's of OC during a time when 60 would get me jammed as fuck, and let me tell you, this blew that way out of the water, along with all the heroin i've shot. I've gotten higher in general off of a lot of the heroin, but i've never gotten a rush like i did tonight from the 1/2 of the 80. No need to explain the rush in detail, i know many of you know whats up, but damn, i felt my eyes roll back, needle still in my arm, as that warm blanket of euphoria swept over me. "holy shit," i thought to myself, "this is fuckin intense!" For the summer, i live in my mothers basement. She was expected home in 5 minutes, so i decided to go upstairs until i heard the garage go up and see how i felt. I figured i'd be fine, just from knowing the dose and what i can handle,,, but the feeling was just so intense that i didn't wanna take a chance, so i went upstairs incase anything were to happen, i'd be found. Well i quickly realized i was fine, and that i just had an absolutely amazing rush/high. I don't think i'll be IV'ing OC much anymore, because it was TOO good. I know, I know... EVERYONE says that, but i actually have very good self control, and have already battled horrible addictions with klonopin, coke and OC (blowing massive amounts daily for an entire semester i took off while still living at my school house w/ my friends). I like to think i've been real responsible since, despite the fact that shooting is never safe. Though there are safe ways to go about it, so i try and keep myself educated in all these area's. My friends call me "the pharmacist," and call me, too often, for drug questions... i'm a walking erowid!!! lol.

The high wore off pretty quickly, so i went to work with the rest, using various ROA's. i just finished it about an hour ago, and am still high, though i took a couple klonopins, and also a tagamet/tums before starting my oc use today. im still high, and maybe got 2 nods out of the whole thing... but i like to keep myself at that level right before i start to nod, so i'm happy with how it went... i'm just wishing i got 2 60's now instead of 1 80, but its all good. Shortly after shooting the first ~half, i blew maybe 1/4 of the 80. The rest was used smoking to keep bumping up the high/keeping it going. i actually may have one more hit left on that foiley. so, i stayed pretty high, in different increments, from whenever i wrote this post, until now. There were times where i was insanely fucked up, to times when i was just feeling decent. right now, i'm borderline nodding somehow... it doesnt make sense, an 80 shouldnt have lasted this long, especially since i banged half of it, but, i'm glad i dropped the dough - i've been keeping a strict regimen lately, and as of now, i'm perfectly fine with my "habit," which fortunately is just mental right now. I've been functioning fine, doing well in school and making bank at work where i'm a salesman. Now i only got a bit of cash left so i unfortunately (and fortunately) won't be grabbin anything until about a week.

i think/hope i've redeemed myself here... i ended up posting way more than i intended, but its all good, i love writing

 

[fryingsquirrel]

I'd say so

 

[artaxerxes]

Your writing style reminds me of this guy, Eddie Little, who wrote two really good books, "Another Day in Paradise" and "Steel Toes", that I think you'd like.

He's a really tight author who unfortunately passed before his time, but both of these novels are in the style of your work and I think you'd dig them.

The first one is written from the point of view of a kid who's been living on his own since 11, dope/speed fiend, ripping shit off, doing larger heists/cons, and being in love for the first time with a woman/chick/girl who's lived as much life as he has.

The second starts out with the same character's escape from juvie, the re-gathering of his peeps and the large-scale heists he pulls from there. It's good stuff. Really taut and well-written. The protagonist/anti-protagonist is always either being high and loving it, or being high and working with it, or moving out of love and fighting a killing habit, and his relationships with drugs are real, which is pretty rare in fiction/memoirs/nf.

Even though the novels are set in the Drugstore Cowboy-era 70s (when the author was living this/his life), it reminds me of a lot of the old-before-their-time kids I used to hang with at that age. Maybe you'd like the books.

Welcome to Bluelight.

 

[NFloyd]

Your writing style reminds me of this guy, Eddie Little, who wrote two really good books, "Another Day in Paradise" and "Steel Toes", that I think you'd like.

He's a really tight author who unfortunately passed before his time, but both of these novels are in the style of your work and I think you'd dig them.

The first one is written from the point of view of a kid who's been living on his own since 11, dope/speed fiend, ripping shit off, doing larger heists/cons, and being in love for the first time with a woman/chick/girl who's lived as much life as he has.

The second starts out with the same character's escape from juvie, the re-gathering of his peeps and the large-scale heists he pulls from there. It's good stuff. Really taut and well-written. The protagonist/anti-protagonist is always either being high and loving it, or being high and working with it, or moving out of love and fighting a killing habit, and his relationships with drugs are real, which is pretty rare in fiction/memoirs/nf.

Even though the novels are set in the Drugstore Cowboy-era 70s (when the author was living this/his life), it reminds me of a lot of the old-before-their-time kids I used to hang with at that age. Maybe you'd like the books.

Welcome to Bluelight.

sounds like i'd love em, thanks man, i'm always readin and need a few new books

 

[His Name Is Frank]

So many of these so-called reports belong in Basic Drug Discussion. Why people feel the need to put them here in trip reports is beyond me.

 

[NFloyd]

So many of these so-called reports belong in Basic Drug Discussion. Why people feel the need to put them here in trip reports is beyond me.

read the above posts - i didn't even want it to be a trip report, but a mod closed it w/ the reasoning "belongs in trip reports," and thus started the flaming... again, i did not intend this to be here! lol... mods gotta double check before closing threads