The Young Geezer
Bluelighter
Cocaine,Methylphenidate,Booze,Alprazolam,Oxycodone,Cannabis -exp.-
Dangerous But Nice (Long)
It's 3:00am as I start writing this and I am at the peak of this experience.
First a little background.
I'm a 20year Old 5'11" 130lbs Male I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina, not a bad place to aqqcuire a myriad of interesting substances, but due to family matters I get to travel quite often which allowed me to experiment even more with substances unavailable here.
I've been smoking cannabis daily for the past 4 years, and started experimenting with other substances at 17, during these last years I became more and more involved and interested in the subject, becoming more informed as I keep growing.
These last 3 years I've consumed a wide variety of legal and illegal psychoactive substances some good, some crappy, some common, some very rare. I've been hooked on different substances consuming on a daily basis since age 18 but never used any substance on that basis for more than 4 months, aside from Cannabis.
I've been (ab)using oxy every day this last 3 weeks , even though I consider myself partially experimented with opiates, I have had some good ones before but never on a daily basis , as shitty ones go there was a time I was on tramadol every day for months on/off/on till I finally ended a 4 month constantly on. Tramadol is cheap as fuck and almost OTC here in AR, so it's abuse-potential is increased due to 24/7/365 availability.
Well I had been thinking about opiates/opioids a lot lately and had a chance to score OC's, having done insufflated gray powder H and smoked Opium on trips to Europe, and abused pharmaceuticals here in argentina from the shitty propoxyphene and not so shitty if you don't have a a tolerance tramadol-codeine to the nice lovely hydro and oxy, but always sparringly, all this changed 3 weeks ago when I decided I was now ready to aqcuire a bottle of 30 40mg pills and start using every day.
Luckily I seem to take control when thing are just about to reach the edge so since last thursday I started to taper.
I went from the ~100mg(sometimes less, sometimes more) per day range (not hardcore,but the tolerance was growing quickly as the days went by), now I'm on 20mg per day, and going to 0 this tuesday. Apart from that things are going pretty good in my life, finally I got the drive and enrolled back in some courses back again, not many, but I'm starting slow. I had dropped out of of University last September, mainly due to lethargy/apathy caused mostly by drug use/abuse. I finished therapy after 10 years . I'm in much better terms with my parents now. I'm smoking considerabilly a lot less weed lately, even though I still smoke daily. Since I'm on oxy I quit booze and benzos (till last friday). I also started working out going to the gym and spa for the first time in years. About 2 months ago I got myself a pretty funloving drug-taking girlfriend, though as you'll read in the last hours I'm pondering on dumping her. I started going out to more diverse places with my circle of friends instead of the usual meet up at my/your place-get shitfaced till 6am routine, I made some new aqquaintances and also started talking back with some old friends.
On june I'll be going for a month to Canada (Calgary,AB,mostly), which will also include a (hope a very hazy one,indeed) visit to Vancouver. So I'm in a great mood lately, and generally it's not in time of troubles that I tend to start abusing, but generally when things are going great...
So here starts the story of this last weekend.
Friday: I went to a party, got shitfaced, had lots of fun.
Saturday: my good old friend Evee, which I've known since high school and tried more than a dozen different illegal substances with througout our years of friendship came over and we had a nice evening, around 7pm we went out walking thru some of the nicest places in Buenos Aires and in a 2 hour lapse I did 20mg of insufflated Methylphenidate (say what you will, here in South America it's more expensive and rarer than coke so my tolerance is pretty low these days,and most importantly I enjoy it), ~200mg of coke,and smoked a joint each of decent but not-so-great marijuana (outdoor grown) at a nice safe location with a lovely view of some of the most beautiful parks and buildings of BA, then we went to a brewery for a couple of beers.
Throughout those 2 hours we also did 10 whipits each (we bought 2 10-packs of IsI Brand Cartidges) from the bulbulator+balloon set I always try to carry in my backpack on saturdays.
At 9pm we came back to my place, till 11 we smoked a couple of joints each, did ~700mg of coke beetween the two of us, around 11:30 I did 30mg of insufflated oxy(my tapering dose of yesterday) and Evee did 20mg, oh that well known feeling was there! After our mood liftened we listened to some of our fav. songs, had fun conversations,played some old time Playstation favorites.
Then around 1am we hit 2 bars but only had a sandwich (Iwas having major munchies, strangely oxy increases my appetite a lot) and a pint at each bar. But we did loads of visit to the bathroom (~400mg coke each).
All coked up we went outside walked some more feeling pretty blissed and really coked up, and at 3:30am we came back to my place where we did about 400mg more of coke each and kept talking and playing psx till we started coming down around 6am, then Evee decided it was time to leave and took a 1mg Xanax and offered me one , I accepted it but didn't took it because I considered that I had mixed enough drugs for the night, and I'd be able to sleep in a couple of hours anyway. And so it was.
Sunday: I wake up past 4pm with a slight hangover, it's an awful day it's dark,cold and raining heavily outside, so my plans of going out for some coke,j's+beers with friends are screwed, and my place's a mess. I read the papers and smoke a king size joint of the earlier mentioned pot. I don't do much but some reading and lazy TV watching untill I decide to make me something to lunch at 7pm, at 8pm I start doing coke, big lines, by 9:30 I've done a half gram, the day still sucks, and I'm not feeling so great, but I'm not feeling so bad nevertheless. At 10pm I start coming down and to make things worse I have to have dinner with my mom, but luckily pulled it through fine, I drank half a bottle of red wine with my mom during the dinner. I come back around 11:30 pm and snort 25mg of methylphenidate and start reading some interesting articles on the net and do a big fat line of coke and start feeling more energetic, but then the phone rings, it's my girl sounding like she has been crying, and she tells me her parents found her a vial of K and then listened to a phone call we had yesterday which was quite incriminating, so as of now her family considers I'm a raging drug abusing ,pervert, the worse kind of bad influence and don't to know anything else about me, she's also saying she's feeling suicidal and that she's been considring killing herself and might do it, I consider that bullshit and being coked up I don't know how to react very well and came off as agressive/not-caring, and I make some excuse and hang up.
That killed my high, so I took the 1mg Xanax Evee gave me yesterday. Around midnight my girl calls me back, I'm more relaxed so words start coming out naturally again and we have an hour-long conversation in which I make her feel better and starts sounding more like herself again, but then her menstrual-like mood swings and parental-phobia kick back in and say she's feeling suicidal and tells me she's now on 5mg of lorazepam and booze and is going to her apt. rooftop under the heavy rain and cold to smoke a joint on her own, I know she won't kill herself. But nevertheless seeing her reaction to this situation showed me a part of her I didn't knew nor like, so I'm left a bit uneasy and as of now I'm pondering the possibility of dumping her ass , thing 24 hours ago I couldn't imagine.
I decide to clear my mind speaking with some old friends on msn whilst I smoke another king size joint, I do another 2 lines of coke as I chat.
At 2:30 I rail 20mg of oxycodone, ahhhhhhhhhhh feels nice and familiar, the coke must have overpowered the xanax cause I don;t feel sedated at all, at 2:45 I smoke another joint and feel very content with a little euphoria, my heart skips from fast bpm rate to slower and fast again, but overall feels softer than I expected. at 3am I decide to start writing this report.
It's 4:45am now and the oxy is wearing off, but 'm still pretty energetic I might drink a shot of Glenfidich and smoke a joint now and try to go to sleep at 5am, luckily there's national holiday on tuesday and tomorrow it's a pretty easy day so I don't have much to do untill thursday.
Let's see what this week will bring...I'll try and make the best of it.
Thanks for reading!
-D.
(05-24-2004: Edited spelling errors)
Dangerous But Nice (Long)
It's 3:00am as I start writing this and I am at the peak of this experience.
First a little background.
I'm a 20year Old 5'11" 130lbs Male I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina, not a bad place to aqqcuire a myriad of interesting substances, but due to family matters I get to travel quite often which allowed me to experiment even more with substances unavailable here.
I've been smoking cannabis daily for the past 4 years, and started experimenting with other substances at 17, during these last years I became more and more involved and interested in the subject, becoming more informed as I keep growing.
These last 3 years I've consumed a wide variety of legal and illegal psychoactive substances some good, some crappy, some common, some very rare. I've been hooked on different substances consuming on a daily basis since age 18 but never used any substance on that basis for more than 4 months, aside from Cannabis.
I've been (ab)using oxy every day this last 3 weeks , even though I consider myself partially experimented with opiates, I have had some good ones before but never on a daily basis , as shitty ones go there was a time I was on tramadol every day for months on/off/on till I finally ended a 4 month constantly on. Tramadol is cheap as fuck and almost OTC here in AR, so it's abuse-potential is increased due to 24/7/365 availability.
Well I had been thinking about opiates/opioids a lot lately and had a chance to score OC's, having done insufflated gray powder H and smoked Opium on trips to Europe, and abused pharmaceuticals here in argentina from the shitty propoxyphene and not so shitty if you don't have a a tolerance tramadol-codeine to the nice lovely hydro and oxy, but always sparringly, all this changed 3 weeks ago when I decided I was now ready to aqcuire a bottle of 30 40mg pills and start using every day.
Luckily I seem to take control when thing are just about to reach the edge so since last thursday I started to taper.
I went from the ~100mg(sometimes less, sometimes more) per day range (not hardcore,but the tolerance was growing quickly as the days went by), now I'm on 20mg per day, and going to 0 this tuesday. Apart from that things are going pretty good in my life, finally I got the drive and enrolled back in some courses back again, not many, but I'm starting slow. I had dropped out of of University last September, mainly due to lethargy/apathy caused mostly by drug use/abuse. I finished therapy after 10 years . I'm in much better terms with my parents now. I'm smoking considerabilly a lot less weed lately, even though I still smoke daily. Since I'm on oxy I quit booze and benzos (till last friday). I also started working out going to the gym and spa for the first time in years. About 2 months ago I got myself a pretty funloving drug-taking girlfriend, though as you'll read in the last hours I'm pondering on dumping her. I started going out to more diverse places with my circle of friends instead of the usual meet up at my/your place-get shitfaced till 6am routine, I made some new aqquaintances and also started talking back with some old friends.
On june I'll be going for a month to Canada (Calgary,AB,mostly), which will also include a (hope a very hazy one,indeed) visit to Vancouver. So I'm in a great mood lately, and generally it's not in time of troubles that I tend to start abusing, but generally when things are going great...
So here starts the story of this last weekend.
Friday: I went to a party, got shitfaced, had lots of fun.
Saturday: my good old friend Evee, which I've known since high school and tried more than a dozen different illegal substances with througout our years of friendship came over and we had a nice evening, around 7pm we went out walking thru some of the nicest places in Buenos Aires and in a 2 hour lapse I did 20mg of insufflated Methylphenidate (say what you will, here in South America it's more expensive and rarer than coke so my tolerance is pretty low these days,and most importantly I enjoy it), ~200mg of coke,and smoked a joint each of decent but not-so-great marijuana (outdoor grown) at a nice safe location with a lovely view of some of the most beautiful parks and buildings of BA, then we went to a brewery for a couple of beers.
Throughout those 2 hours we also did 10 whipits each (we bought 2 10-packs of IsI Brand Cartidges) from the bulbulator+balloon set I always try to carry in my backpack on saturdays.
At 9pm we came back to my place, till 11 we smoked a couple of joints each, did ~700mg of coke beetween the two of us, around 11:30 I did 30mg of insufflated oxy(my tapering dose of yesterday) and Evee did 20mg, oh that well known feeling was there! After our mood liftened we listened to some of our fav. songs, had fun conversations,played some old time Playstation favorites.
Then around 1am we hit 2 bars but only had a sandwich (Iwas having major munchies, strangely oxy increases my appetite a lot) and a pint at each bar. But we did loads of visit to the bathroom (~400mg coke each).
All coked up we went outside walked some more feeling pretty blissed and really coked up, and at 3:30am we came back to my place where we did about 400mg more of coke each and kept talking and playing psx till we started coming down around 6am, then Evee decided it was time to leave and took a 1mg Xanax and offered me one , I accepted it but didn't took it because I considered that I had mixed enough drugs for the night, and I'd be able to sleep in a couple of hours anyway. And so it was.
Sunday: I wake up past 4pm with a slight hangover, it's an awful day it's dark,cold and raining heavily outside, so my plans of going out for some coke,j's+beers with friends are screwed, and my place's a mess. I read the papers and smoke a king size joint of the earlier mentioned pot. I don't do much but some reading and lazy TV watching untill I decide to make me something to lunch at 7pm, at 8pm I start doing coke, big lines, by 9:30 I've done a half gram, the day still sucks, and I'm not feeling so great, but I'm not feeling so bad nevertheless. At 10pm I start coming down and to make things worse I have to have dinner with my mom, but luckily pulled it through fine, I drank half a bottle of red wine with my mom during the dinner. I come back around 11:30 pm and snort 25mg of methylphenidate and start reading some interesting articles on the net and do a big fat line of coke and start feeling more energetic, but then the phone rings, it's my girl sounding like she has been crying, and she tells me her parents found her a vial of K and then listened to a phone call we had yesterday which was quite incriminating, so as of now her family considers I'm a raging drug abusing ,pervert, the worse kind of bad influence and don't to know anything else about me, she's also saying she's feeling suicidal and that she's been considring killing herself and might do it, I consider that bullshit and being coked up I don't know how to react very well and came off as agressive/not-caring, and I make some excuse and hang up.
That killed my high, so I took the 1mg Xanax Evee gave me yesterday. Around midnight my girl calls me back, I'm more relaxed so words start coming out naturally again and we have an hour-long conversation in which I make her feel better and starts sounding more like herself again, but then her menstrual-like mood swings and parental-phobia kick back in and say she's feeling suicidal and tells me she's now on 5mg of lorazepam and booze and is going to her apt. rooftop under the heavy rain and cold to smoke a joint on her own, I know she won't kill herself. But nevertheless seeing her reaction to this situation showed me a part of her I didn't knew nor like, so I'm left a bit uneasy and as of now I'm pondering the possibility of dumping her ass , thing 24 hours ago I couldn't imagine.
I decide to clear my mind speaking with some old friends on msn whilst I smoke another king size joint, I do another 2 lines of coke as I chat.
At 2:30 I rail 20mg of oxycodone, ahhhhhhhhhhh feels nice and familiar, the coke must have overpowered the xanax cause I don;t feel sedated at all, at 2:45 I smoke another joint and feel very content with a little euphoria, my heart skips from fast bpm rate to slower and fast again, but overall feels softer than I expected. at 3am I decide to start writing this report.
It's 4:45am now and the oxy is wearing off, but 'm still pretty energetic I might drink a shot of Glenfidich and smoke a joint now and try to go to sleep at 5am, luckily there's national holiday on tuesday and tomorrow it's a pretty easy day so I don't have much to do untill thursday.
Let's see what this week will bring...I'll try and make the best of it.
Thanks for reading!
-D.
(05-24-2004: Edited spelling errors)
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