Oddly enough, the setting happened to be that of what I would call an "upscale halfway house". A buddy of mine had managed to smuggle in a fair amount of AK-47...I had smoked up a few times, but the weed I had previously been in contact with was nothing compared to this. I was shown how to make good use of an apple, and was told that the best place to do it would have to be the bathroom. So, I did what I had been instructed to do and took one to two solid, I mean fine hits of the stuff. I was sure to spray some of my cologne, and air out the bathroom for obvious reasons. It was late, around 11:30, so pretty much everyone was asleep. The staff member who happened to be working the night shift was downstairs watching TV. As I lay in bed, I decide to put on my headphones and watch Futurama on my portable DVD player. Now, it was almost as if Mary Jane had begun to seduce me...this was nothing like I had previously experienced. I just lay there in bed, engulfed in what I was watching, and let the substance take over. I felt as if I were floating, and the experience was not unlike that of a dissociative...I've done my fair share of DXM. The sensation was not the same, but there were similarities...the color of Leela's hair totally blew my mind. New New York was utterly vibrant, not to mention space...if you're not familiar with the show, I've totally lost you (I apologize). When I went to get up to go to the bathroom, the loss of coordination was certainly not unlike that of dex or excessive amounts of alcohol. The following morning, I awoke and was still fairly out of it...this sensation lasted for a large portion of the day.
