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2c-i - 2nd time - Probably the last time
I had had 2c-i once before in a low dose of 5mg. That had a negligible effect on me, but kinda made me feel mellow.
So this time a friend, D, and I had decided to have a night out sorta pub crawling in Sydney suburb of Balmain. I had previously prepared a 12.5mg dose for us both. It was in distilled water that I had mixed with coca-cola.
That morning I had light breakfast, and only soup for lunch. So I had basically fasted.
7.30pm. Drank the dose. One good thing about 2c-i in this form is that it has no taste whatsoever. All I can taste is the watered-down coca-cola.
7.35pm. Arrived at the first pub. Friend D, has a few beers while only sipped at a lite beer, cos I wanted to feel the effects of the 2c-i and not the alcohol.
8.30pm. The come-up was very gentle, no problems at all. Got a light-headedness feeling and had to concentrate pretty hard making my way to the toilets for a pee.
8.45pm. Left this pub to go to another only a few blocks down the road. This one was crowded with people watching a game of rugby union on the TV. Normally, I would be right into that sort of thing, cos I into watching sport on TV and enjoy the social aspects where everyone is barracking for one team. We take a pretty awkward spot to watch the game, having to stand and right next to the door. D buys me a beer, but i only sip about 1" of it. I buy myself a lemon squash and get thru that.
9.00pm. Not particularly enjoying the experience now. A body load, not severe cramps, just a mild nausea and fullness, appear. I kinda feel uncomfortable no matter what I do. Anxiety is also appearing. I dont want to be around this many people. At half time in the game, i go outside to get some air. When the game recommences, I dont want to go back in.
9.30pm. Eventually, I do go back into the pub, and feel as if I am getting on top of the uncomfortable feelings. I enjoy watching the game and D and I start making observations of the people around us. This is becoming better.
10pm. I had planned to combine cannabis with the peak of the 2c-i, so around the 2.5 hour time, we left the pub and went for a walk to a park, where we had a choof. In hindsight, this was a mistake, cos all the uncomfortable feelings I had been getting over, came back, with a vengence. It was like, nothing I did could relieve the body load or anxiety. And I was almost totally sapped of energy. I am a fit person and normally full of energy, especially on a night out. But now the absolute best I could do was walk very very slowly. D was also only strolling along, but every 20m or so he had to wait for me to catch up. I would have to have sit down about every 100m.
D, would had eaten normally throughout the day, and had been drinking alcohol at a normal pace (and he weighs about 90kg to my 75kg, if that is relevant) was also feeling uncomfortable, but not debilitated like me. He described it as "like having drank 20 pints of sea-water".
10.30pm. I thought that if I had something to eat, it might help. But I couldnt have entertained a normal meal. The best I could think of was an icecream, so I bought one. I trudged along, licking the icecream for about half an hour, but could only eat about half of it, before giving up.
There was now a trippy feel to the experience and I have had LSD about a 15 times, so I know the feeling. The difference here was that there was not one iota of pleasure about this trip. It wasnt overwhelming (like one LSD trip I had), but it was just damn uncomfortable, with low-level nausea, headache, too-full feeling and anxiety.
Midnight. Basically just wandered up and down the main street trying to take my mind off the effects - all of them negative. D was hungry (!) and got a kebab. There were a lot of people on the street now with bars and restaurants closing. It was like I was watching this activity as a spectator, not as a participant.
1am. I was tired and wanted the evening to end, so managed to talk D into going home. Once I could lie down in bed, things began to improve, although for some strange reason I was reluctant to lie on my side, so I lay face up for hours. I managed to get some sleep till around 3am, then after a toilet break, got some more sleep till around 7am.
7am. Felt fine, no hangover or anything. Just a great sense of relief that I wasnt feeling like I did the previous night anymore.
Conclusion. God, what a bummer. I had such high hopes for this stuff, which I think has been described as the new ecstasy. No way. I luv eccy, but this 2c-i is crap. If I was to have it again ( I have some left), I would eat normally in the day, have less a dose, say 10mg, and drink alcohol to ease the body load. But then again, if I need all these mitigating actions, whats the point?
I had had 2c-i once before in a low dose of 5mg. That had a negligible effect on me, but kinda made me feel mellow.
So this time a friend, D, and I had decided to have a night out sorta pub crawling in Sydney suburb of Balmain. I had previously prepared a 12.5mg dose for us both. It was in distilled water that I had mixed with coca-cola.
That morning I had light breakfast, and only soup for lunch. So I had basically fasted.
7.30pm. Drank the dose. One good thing about 2c-i in this form is that it has no taste whatsoever. All I can taste is the watered-down coca-cola.
7.35pm. Arrived at the first pub. Friend D, has a few beers while only sipped at a lite beer, cos I wanted to feel the effects of the 2c-i and not the alcohol.
8.30pm. The come-up was very gentle, no problems at all. Got a light-headedness feeling and had to concentrate pretty hard making my way to the toilets for a pee.
8.45pm. Left this pub to go to another only a few blocks down the road. This one was crowded with people watching a game of rugby union on the TV. Normally, I would be right into that sort of thing, cos I into watching sport on TV and enjoy the social aspects where everyone is barracking for one team. We take a pretty awkward spot to watch the game, having to stand and right next to the door. D buys me a beer, but i only sip about 1" of it. I buy myself a lemon squash and get thru that.
9.00pm. Not particularly enjoying the experience now. A body load, not severe cramps, just a mild nausea and fullness, appear. I kinda feel uncomfortable no matter what I do. Anxiety is also appearing. I dont want to be around this many people. At half time in the game, i go outside to get some air. When the game recommences, I dont want to go back in.
9.30pm. Eventually, I do go back into the pub, and feel as if I am getting on top of the uncomfortable feelings. I enjoy watching the game and D and I start making observations of the people around us. This is becoming better.
10pm. I had planned to combine cannabis with the peak of the 2c-i, so around the 2.5 hour time, we left the pub and went for a walk to a park, where we had a choof. In hindsight, this was a mistake, cos all the uncomfortable feelings I had been getting over, came back, with a vengence. It was like, nothing I did could relieve the body load or anxiety. And I was almost totally sapped of energy. I am a fit person and normally full of energy, especially on a night out. But now the absolute best I could do was walk very very slowly. D was also only strolling along, but every 20m or so he had to wait for me to catch up. I would have to have sit down about every 100m.
D, would had eaten normally throughout the day, and had been drinking alcohol at a normal pace (and he weighs about 90kg to my 75kg, if that is relevant) was also feeling uncomfortable, but not debilitated like me. He described it as "like having drank 20 pints of sea-water".
10.30pm. I thought that if I had something to eat, it might help. But I couldnt have entertained a normal meal. The best I could think of was an icecream, so I bought one. I trudged along, licking the icecream for about half an hour, but could only eat about half of it, before giving up.
There was now a trippy feel to the experience and I have had LSD about a 15 times, so I know the feeling. The difference here was that there was not one iota of pleasure about this trip. It wasnt overwhelming (like one LSD trip I had), but it was just damn uncomfortable, with low-level nausea, headache, too-full feeling and anxiety.
Midnight. Basically just wandered up and down the main street trying to take my mind off the effects - all of them negative. D was hungry (!) and got a kebab. There were a lot of people on the street now with bars and restaurants closing. It was like I was watching this activity as a spectator, not as a participant.
1am. I was tired and wanted the evening to end, so managed to talk D into going home. Once I could lie down in bed, things began to improve, although for some strange reason I was reluctant to lie on my side, so I lay face up for hours. I managed to get some sleep till around 3am, then after a toilet break, got some more sleep till around 7am.
7am. Felt fine, no hangover or anything. Just a great sense of relief that I wasnt feeling like I did the previous night anymore.
Conclusion. God, what a bummer. I had such high hopes for this stuff, which I think has been described as the new ecstasy. No way. I luv eccy, but this 2c-i is crap. If I was to have it again ( I have some left), I would eat normally in the day, have less a dose, say 10mg, and drink alcohol to ease the body load. But then again, if I need all these mitigating actions, whats the point?
