Psychodonovan
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- Aug 25, 2002
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2C-D has become a personal favourite of mine, albeit without my trying any others from the '2C family', and despite the fact that to date I have had only one full-blown trip with this substance. My first encounter consisted of 10mgs insufflated, and was rather similar to this experience, while my second was an all-out psychedelic extravaganza (A report exists somewhere on this site).
Approximately 10 mgs of 2c-d was measured out and snorted by yours truly. I had a can of beer beforehand which sort of inspired me to take the drug, and an empty house in which to indulge myself however I wished. I had set aside some music for the experience, stuff like Boards of Canada, Jean-Michel Jarre and Hallucinogen; but as it turned out I only got to listen to one of the albums. This was because almost immediately after snorting the stuff I decided to do some Yoga, half to investigate the somatic aspect of the drug and half because I haven't been practising as much as I'd like. Reading over what I've just written I sound like such a typical new agey drug-user type, but honestly I'm not. I'm big into spirituality and all that, but honestly, most of the time I'm just a regular-joe college going urbanite. Anyways, halfway into my Yoga session my younger sister (17) came home with her boyfriend. I finished my Yoga session and went into the kitchen for a chat. This is where the highlight of this trip comes in; i.e. the interpersonal aspect of this drug. While in the past I've played with the smart-drug capacity of this stuff with positive if inconclusive results, and the neither the bodily nor the hedonistic aspects of this drug have ever seemed too far off sobriety to prove interesting, here at this 'museum-level' dose I found myself quite extroverted, socially adept and present. In fact recently a friend of mine commented on how quick off the mark I was even while in the midst of my 50mg experience.
Anyways I suppose there aren't that many ways to describe how it feels to be extroverted, suffice to say that I felt witty and talkative without ever feeling inebriated or 'silly' like I do when I'm drunk. If anything I was even thinking more clearly than when sober. This is especially noteworthy due to the fact that I've been somewhat uncommunicative, awkward and downtrodden recently; these effects seem to be exactly what I needed, despite the fact that I did not expect nor seek them out. I had another beer while talking to my sister's boyfriend and then decided that this ability to banter at will would come in handy in talking to a girl I'm currently interested in... This kind of gumption is usually beyond me, but fast becoming a hallmark of my 2c-d experiences. I called her up, talked fluidly for about three-quarters of an hour, and arranged to meet her during the coming week. Again this is pretty noteworthy since I've spent the last two weeks worrying about whether this girl actually liked me or not; typically I get sort of anxious when having to confront those emotions (especially given that I'm sort of on the rebound from a pretty hefty relationship and kind of hermetic at the moment).
All in all it was a tremendously beneficial if wholly un-psychedelic experience, and I'm very glad that I got to play with the more cerebral aspects of this wonderful substance again. On the downside, however, I have a minor amphetamine-like headache which has been coming and going for the past two hours or so. In contrast with the total duration of the five hour trip (which may be a misnomer in this case) I have just experienced, however, this is a small price to pay for what was as always an enormously rewarding and satisfying endeavour.
Approximately 10 mgs of 2c-d was measured out and snorted by yours truly. I had a can of beer beforehand which sort of inspired me to take the drug, and an empty house in which to indulge myself however I wished. I had set aside some music for the experience, stuff like Boards of Canada, Jean-Michel Jarre and Hallucinogen; but as it turned out I only got to listen to one of the albums. This was because almost immediately after snorting the stuff I decided to do some Yoga, half to investigate the somatic aspect of the drug and half because I haven't been practising as much as I'd like. Reading over what I've just written I sound like such a typical new agey drug-user type, but honestly I'm not. I'm big into spirituality and all that, but honestly, most of the time I'm just a regular-joe college going urbanite. Anyways, halfway into my Yoga session my younger sister (17) came home with her boyfriend. I finished my Yoga session and went into the kitchen for a chat. This is where the highlight of this trip comes in; i.e. the interpersonal aspect of this drug. While in the past I've played with the smart-drug capacity of this stuff with positive if inconclusive results, and the neither the bodily nor the hedonistic aspects of this drug have ever seemed too far off sobriety to prove interesting, here at this 'museum-level' dose I found myself quite extroverted, socially adept and present. In fact recently a friend of mine commented on how quick off the mark I was even while in the midst of my 50mg experience.
Anyways I suppose there aren't that many ways to describe how it feels to be extroverted, suffice to say that I felt witty and talkative without ever feeling inebriated or 'silly' like I do when I'm drunk. If anything I was even thinking more clearly than when sober. This is especially noteworthy due to the fact that I've been somewhat uncommunicative, awkward and downtrodden recently; these effects seem to be exactly what I needed, despite the fact that I did not expect nor seek them out. I had another beer while talking to my sister's boyfriend and then decided that this ability to banter at will would come in handy in talking to a girl I'm currently interested in... This kind of gumption is usually beyond me, but fast becoming a hallmark of my 2c-d experiences. I called her up, talked fluidly for about three-quarters of an hour, and arranged to meet her during the coming week. Again this is pretty noteworthy since I've spent the last two weeks worrying about whether this girl actually liked me or not; typically I get sort of anxious when having to confront those emotions (especially given that I'm sort of on the rebound from a pretty hefty relationship and kind of hermetic at the moment).
All in all it was a tremendously beneficial if wholly un-psychedelic experience, and I'm very glad that I got to play with the more cerebral aspects of this wonderful substance again. On the downside, however, I have a minor amphetamine-like headache which has been coming and going for the past two hours or so. In contrast with the total duration of the five hour trip (which may be a misnomer in this case) I have just experienced, however, this is a small price to pay for what was as always an enormously rewarding and satisfying endeavour.
It will always be one that I will wonder about because of that comparison... Maybe someone out there can fill me in on this topic 