Well, as usual, attempting to buy ecstasy resulted in getting a bunch of pills that weren't MDMA or MDA. This time however, I've managed to get ahold of formaldehyde and mix up a Marquis reagent. Test kits aren't exactly common here in Africa.
Turns out the cheap crappy pills we usually get that take like 6-8 to do anything worthwhile, are very low dose DPT. The 4x as expensive "disco biscuits" *eyerolls* that I managed to get through a friend who was passing through another city on the way home from xmas with his family that were sworn to be incredibly good, turned out to be 5-MeO-DiPT. Not sure of the dosage, but my husband took one by itself and it didn't do much worth noticing. At first I thought they were duds, then found out I hadn't concentrated the sulfuric acid enough before using it for the test. Boiling down battery acid in a glass dish on a hot plate outside is ever so much fun. So I found they did have a reasonable amount, and we had quite a few of each. I read something interesting online about the two chemicals having a synergy, so I figured hey let's mix them since they're both probably crap potency anyway. In hindsight, this may not have been the best idea I've ever had, though not the worst either.
Anyway, I usually plug things, so I plugged some of each using the toilet paper method around 8pm, and waited. My husband took some orally, and was quite happy inside of half an hour. An hour after I took mine, nothing. Took a little more 5-MeO orally, and then tried insulfating the DPT, which I read about as being more effective for that particular chemical while waiting for it to do something.
About this time, my husband goes out with a friend to run to the convenience store for something. As soon as they're out the door I come up HARD. This becomes inconvenient when inside of a minute I can no longer read my monitor, because everything shakes too much. So I wander over to see what everyone else is doing next door, have some difficult conversation, wander back, use the bathroom etc. Eventually I realize my husband's been gone on a short trip for about 2 hours now, and I try to get ahold of him. Except my phone just says error. So I run out the door on my way back nextdoor to see if anyone can call him, and he's standing right there. I forgot my phone ran out of minutes yesterday. Checking the clock, they'd been gone 12 minutes.
The rest of NYE was LONG in terms of relative perception, since my time sense was totally blown away. Some of it was spent watching people play geometry wars and guitar hero 2, some of it having odd conversations with people on very different substances, lots of it was spent uncontrollably tapping my feet and watching things look like they were either interlaced or in a strobe light, even though nothing was. The feet thing was annoying, but the bottoms of both feet felt like they were standing on a hard ball, and they'd just twitch constantly. Usually my calves and quads would follow suit. I haven't tripped that hard since my first and only brush with acid, even MDA + ambien wasn't as intense.
Eventually sometime after midnight I got too ambitious and plugged the rest of my stock of 5-MeO, which my stomach then began to protest. This was futile, as they weren't in there. Couldn't keep water down, so I decided time for a gradually cooling shower. This helped, and I went to bed and spent most of the rest of the night/morning alternating between sleeping, sex, and just random thoughts. It didn't produce much of the warm fuzzy feeling MDMA does (the DPT on its own does a little at least, but not combined with 5-MeO apparently). So it was interesting, but not really what I was looking for.
So far no comedown though. I took maybe 1-2 5-htp and a b vitamin, no problems really. My husband's still quite hungover from it though, not sure why.
I'm curious what this would be like combined with pramiracetam (not piracetam). Though I'm not sure I'd want to give it a shot.
Turns out the cheap crappy pills we usually get that take like 6-8 to do anything worthwhile, are very low dose DPT. The 4x as expensive "disco biscuits" *eyerolls* that I managed to get through a friend who was passing through another city on the way home from xmas with his family that were sworn to be incredibly good, turned out to be 5-MeO-DiPT. Not sure of the dosage, but my husband took one by itself and it didn't do much worth noticing. At first I thought they were duds, then found out I hadn't concentrated the sulfuric acid enough before using it for the test. Boiling down battery acid in a glass dish on a hot plate outside is ever so much fun. So I found they did have a reasonable amount, and we had quite a few of each. I read something interesting online about the two chemicals having a synergy, so I figured hey let's mix them since they're both probably crap potency anyway. In hindsight, this may not have been the best idea I've ever had, though not the worst either.
Anyway, I usually plug things, so I plugged some of each using the toilet paper method around 8pm, and waited. My husband took some orally, and was quite happy inside of half an hour. An hour after I took mine, nothing. Took a little more 5-MeO orally, and then tried insulfating the DPT, which I read about as being more effective for that particular chemical while waiting for it to do something.
About this time, my husband goes out with a friend to run to the convenience store for something. As soon as they're out the door I come up HARD. This becomes inconvenient when inside of a minute I can no longer read my monitor, because everything shakes too much. So I wander over to see what everyone else is doing next door, have some difficult conversation, wander back, use the bathroom etc. Eventually I realize my husband's been gone on a short trip for about 2 hours now, and I try to get ahold of him. Except my phone just says error. So I run out the door on my way back nextdoor to see if anyone can call him, and he's standing right there. I forgot my phone ran out of minutes yesterday. Checking the clock, they'd been gone 12 minutes.
The rest of NYE was LONG in terms of relative perception, since my time sense was totally blown away. Some of it was spent watching people play geometry wars and guitar hero 2, some of it having odd conversations with people on very different substances, lots of it was spent uncontrollably tapping my feet and watching things look like they were either interlaced or in a strobe light, even though nothing was. The feet thing was annoying, but the bottoms of both feet felt like they were standing on a hard ball, and they'd just twitch constantly. Usually my calves and quads would follow suit. I haven't tripped that hard since my first and only brush with acid, even MDA + ambien wasn't as intense.
Eventually sometime after midnight I got too ambitious and plugged the rest of my stock of 5-MeO, which my stomach then began to protest. This was futile, as they weren't in there. Couldn't keep water down, so I decided time for a gradually cooling shower. This helped, and I went to bed and spent most of the rest of the night/morning alternating between sleeping, sex, and just random thoughts. It didn't produce much of the warm fuzzy feeling MDMA does (the DPT on its own does a little at least, but not combined with 5-MeO apparently). So it was interesting, but not really what I was looking for.
So far no comedown though. I took maybe 1-2 5-htp and a b vitamin, no problems really. My husband's still quite hungover from it though, not sure why.
I'm curious what this would be like combined with pramiracetam (not piracetam). Though I'm not sure I'd want to give it a shot.
