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Ever wake up from a drug induced daze or nod to find yourself in a scary situation?

Morrison's Lament

Morrison's Lament

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Inspired by this thread:

http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/showthread.php?s=&threadid=184333&r=5

So yeah, this one time I came out of a very deep heroin nod and looked down to see what was tickling my balls. It was a HUGE hunting knife, that I was holding to my ballsack. I don't have the slightest idea why that was, but I shudder to think of what could have happened while I was passed out in that position.

Ever wake up or sober up in a scary place or situation?

--- G.
 
Morrison's Lament said:
Inspired by this thread:

http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/showthread.php?s=&threadid=184333&r=5

So yeah, this one time I came out of a very deep heroin nod and looked down to see what was tickling my balls. It was a HUGE hunting knife, that I was holding to my ballsack. I don't have the slightest idea why that was, but I shudder to think of what could have happened while I was passed out in that position.

Ever wake up or sober up in a scary place or situation?

--- G.
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the first time i did shrooms I had gone to the field by myself around 1am. ate a few huge caps before i even left to drive home. started tripping and it was fun. i think what fucked me up is five people live in my house. i don't have my own room anymore and I was pretty paranoid about my parents walking around or this or that. and i didn't really have anywhere to go except the living room. started freaking out a little. layin on the couch and thoughts started comming into my head rapid fire.

it was real weird. like i thought about doin all these things. and it was like i did them all super fast motion. thought about goin to someones house and stabbing them (why i dunno???) and in my head i zip zapped over in my car and did it and was right back. i started wondering if i was really doing all the shit and I knew i was in my house but was real confused. went upstairs and just stood outside the bathroom door for prolly 20 min. feelin REAL good but freaking out too. thinking all these thougts really loudly and thinking iw as screaming. kept wondering if i was really yelling all this shit like i thought i was. figured i wasn't b/cno one had woken up. laid down in my brothers top bunk bed and I guess i fell asleep. woke up a few minutes later and thought I was dead. literally.

i started thinking i had never got shrooms in the first place. and iu had wrecked my car on the way there and this was all some weird death dream. at the time i was kinda depressed and acted like i didn't give a fuck about dying too much. i started freaking out though thinking i was really dead and how much it sucked. i guess i thought iw as a ghost and my family was gonna wake up in the morning to find me missing. after about 45 min-hour i calmed down and realized i wasn't dead.

goin to sleep and waking up thinking your dead kinda sucks though.
 
you mean like the time I woke up in a prostitute's apartment, to see her passed out on the couh next to me, and on the coffee table were two empty bags, and one needle?

nah... can't think of anything scary
 
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yepyepwoah said:
it was real weird. like i thought about doin all these things. and it was like i did them all super fast motion. thought about goin to someones house and stabbing them (why i dunno???) and in my head i zip zapped over in my car and did it and was right back. i started wondering if i was really doing all the shit and I knew i was in my house but was real confused.
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that's fucking scary man. I've had dreams like that, and they were so real that I couldnt wake up because i didnt think i was dreaming. Like in one a bunch of my sister's friends told me to set my garage on fire. I didnt want to look like a pussy so i did. Only problem was, some girl i used to date was on the pool table tied to it and beaten badly, and my cats were in there, and i poured gasoline all over them and the garage and lit it right away without thinking about it. Then i started freaking the fuck out, cause i just realized what i did, and my parents were outside crying and shit, and i was swearing to god to them that i didnt know what i was doing, yet i did. My mom was like "i know, i know". Then i woke up right when the cops came. Fucking scary shit.

And in reply to the start of this thread. I said it in your other thread but i'll say it again.

Comming out of a nod because some Mexican policeman is pulling me off the ground in front of the police station in Tiajuana, where i then spent 24hours in jail.
 
LOL Dexter, one of the reasons I started this thread was to ask for details on what prison in Mexico is like without hijacking that other thread =D

--- G.
 
At a local park, I was on a quarter oz of shrooms and I was right fucked. I remember I was like shooting through outerspace inside my head. I was chillin with like 20 other people at the park, all getting stoned and chatting. I was thinking but it sounded like I was talking and I started to get confused because I couldnt tell if i was talking or just thinking. Anyways Im still lost in La-La-Land and I hear "Oh shit guys be cool" Then some one starts shaking me and said "Hey dude, be cool, act straight" I snapped outta my trance and confusion cuz know I remember were I was, and parked infront of me/us was a cop car. Well, needless to say, that scared the shit outta me. But the cop only gets out and asks "has anyone been drinking tonight" NO! and then he gets back in his car and drives away. A cop car is probably the last thing i needed to see after snapping outta that trance. It started to ruin my trip from there after. Sooo I dropped 2 tabs of E to make it better :D
 
One perticular meth binge back in Oct '04 I overheard someone say something about thanksgiving... and from that point on I thought I had forgotten thanksgiving and that I had completely forgotten to come home. I thought I was so fucked... then I asked one of my buddies if I'd really missed thanksgiving, to which he laughed quite a bit at me before telling me what the date was. I went home that night and crashed into bed without even a peep of hesitation from my eyes.

That was a daze.
 
Too many times. We go back to about 4 years ago. I showed up at work one saturday hung over and not to keen to spend the day working. My friend and I decided not to go in. We had a bunch of benzos so we ate a handful of Rohypnol, valium and went into the toilets at a dirty station and shot about 5 10mg temazepam capsules( I know its bad I dont do it anymore) We were well intoxicated and thought heroin will top things off nicely. We got on the train and headed to the city(melbourne) When we got there my friend couldn't be aroused on the train, I thought he had OD'd on benzos. But he was fine. My next memory is scoring $100 worth of heroin and IV'ing near a church. I think after the taste we nodded off immediately and had to be woken and moved away by a sercurity guard. I remember him trying to move us and calling me by my name. I didn't realise at the time but I had left all my Rohies and benzos as he had got my name from my prescription container. I cant remember much for the next hour or so. But we jumped on the train and had to get off in about 20 stops. Next memory was waking up about 5 stops after mine alone, missing a T-shirt, no wallet and no walkman. I got off the train and got back on the other one to get back to my station. When I got there I rung my dad(I was living with at the time) to pick me up, he sent his friends son to get me. When I got home apparently my dads friends started having a go at me for coming home so wasted and I started swearing and got belligerent at them which is totally out of character. That night my parents made me have a shower and go to bed and I fell asleep in the shower. They had to drag me out and dress me and put me too bed. Unfortunately this behavior was not uncommon at that period of my life.
 
I remember one time I was driving and chewed up an OC 80. I was driving and hit traffic. I was FUCKED up and passed out. Traffic cleared and I was on the side of the road nodding. A cop knocked on my window and asked me if I was ok. It sure was hard to talk my way out of that shit.
 
So i was on college campus one night, jacked on HBWR seeds. I had been puking for a while (while high) and I wandered to my pal's suite to say hi to him. He was rightly hammered, and i smoked out wiith this off campus kid. Then i went to leave. Hmm, there is a cop blocking my exit,

"Sit Down!!!"

Ok, So i em tripping and sitting on a couch as the cop and the campus security argue about how hotbxed the room was (and ooooh it was hotboxed). They eventually took our ids and names, our proctor (kinda like a cool RA) said she couldn't smell anything (the cops were trying tyo tell her the place was hotboxed... best proctor ever(!)). I got off luckily, but that was the shittiest situation i've been tripping in (and it was three years ago!).
 
nodding behind the wheel has proven very dangerous I am lucky to be alive in many counts on that one. Going 75 waking up jerking the wheel only to slid out sideways and get the front end of the car stuck underneath a semi going about the same speed. Thank god no one died, and thank god for Volvo's.

Ive had a few bad experinces when my family goes out for dinner and I am so high I start noding, Mom elbows me, noding more, jerk awake, nod more, are you ok?, nod of right in to a big bowl of pasta

Or the times I have noded out in such akward postions my limbs fall asleep and I cant move, a couple times while sitting indian style [cross leg] and noding/passing out right on to my face only to awake an hour or 2 later to be paralized with pain from stetch muscles I dont use to often, which of course requires more opiates.

Or the time I mmoved into a new apartment 1rst day I was there I celbrated a bit much and was on alot of pills [benzos] + base + insane amounts of heroin. All I remember about that was I made my girlfriend stop to get vinager so I could inject some base, than I somehow got a crazy craving for mashed potatoes, at this point she was pissed so dropped me off at my place completely bombed. I made it in the door only to trip on the stairs and pass-out hard for 2 hours I was awoken by my new neighboor shaking me because she thought I was dead, I had the mashed potatoes smeared all over the stairs and myself. I shook it off and said I was just tired lol, that was one of the most embarrising ways to meet new neighbors.

I have plenty more but im tired of typing
Real fun let me tell ya
 
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I snapped out of a daze induced by a large dose of opiates blended into a hefty mushroom shake to find the party I was in the middle of in utmost chaos. A fight had broken out, a girl had thrown a bottle and busted open another girl's head. Everybody else was too stupid/drunk to deal with the situation so I guess I got called in. When I started to come into contact with reality I was being dragged over to the bleeding girl (who later got stitches) to staunch the blood as another person was holding a phone to my ear as the girl who threw the bottle hysterically cried to me about what she should do to legally protect herself. That would have been a rough situation sober; with a head as full of drugs as mine was I still don't know how I pulled through.
 
driving into the straightup ghetto blackouted drunk, buying crack and smoking it IN the ghetto on the side of the street-- i was such a dumbass

every time i went to highschool on shitloads of benzos was a bad idea. my friend said that i once asked 3 times to site down by the teacher b.c i kept getting up and talking to the walls in the middle of class--- this was on 2-5 mgs of xanax

Pretty recently i went to class completely junked up and I kept nodding of in the very front of my American Gov't. and Politics class... the professor is cool as shit and is considered a friend of mine so it wasnt a big deal..but still kinda of embarassing b/c this is an upper level class and i am by far the youngest student there... im still pullin a B so no worries

one time i came out of an intense mushroom trip only to realize that i lost 50bucks an an 1/8 of pot....b/c i threw it away. that was really cool.
 
hahah ketamike, im scared to ask if you are kidding =)

lol@ mash taters blah

blahblahblah said:
Or the times I have noded out in such akward postions my limbs fall asleep and I cant move, a couple times while sitting indian style [cross leg] and noding/passing out right on to my face only to awake an hour or 2 later to be paralized with pain from stetch muscles I dont use to often, which of course requires more opiates.
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ohhh yes i nod out sitting up usually and my head falls backwards, i'll start to fall but before i hit the ground i always jerk back up. i end up with TERRIBLE neck and back pain because i won't just let myself lie down (i think i associate lying down with oding when im really fucked).

ive also woken up (many times) to half my body asleep and had to prod at it for 30 mins or so, wondering if it was ever gonna work again.

i went to dinner at some co-workers house once and came to with people holding my dinner plate which i apparently was dropping (luckily it was caught) and everyone wondering wtf was wrong with me

umm, never nodded out while driving but definately had to continually hit drivers so they'd stay on the road grrrr
 
The only time I can think of was a weekend I travelled ~300 miles away with a new friend and went on a k/e binge all weekend. I was hanging out with the city's major dealer all weekend, shuffling from party to party, the cops always close behind.
During that night, at about 4am, zonked outta my mind on K (first time I'd ever done it), people start freaking out as the house (with about 200 people) is surrounded by the police. Who knows how many ounces/units of various drugs were still left in there, as much as everyone had done, the party was still going strong.

Having to snap out of a K-hole and look/act normal was quite difficult. Imagine trying to walk down the street toward some guy's car your first time on K, and seeing police cars blocking off the entire street. Luckily I'd turned 18 not a week before and had nothing on my person at the time, or else I wouldn't have gotten off so lucky.

Another time I was stoned out of my mind when my friend rolls up on a sobriety checkpoint, with me holding the bong in the passenger seat. No more than 90 seconds later, I'm being told to have a nice night, miles and miles from my parent's house where I was staying to visit, while my friend gets cuffed and thrown in the wagon. I should have joined him, but despite my haze and the confusion of the situation I managed to hide the small tin I had; the cops found his large stash and as he was driving, they cared fuck all about a passenger.

Few other stories, but none are really too harrowing. I've been pretty lucky in my days.
 
Was down in TJ, Mexico just after christmas. You can get anything down there i swear to god? Anyways, i ended up charging $1000 to my credit card in 3 days despite staying free at someone's house for a day and not sleeping another. Towards the end of the first day, i dont really remember what happened to tell the truth but i ended up having to spend 24 hours in jail. You get you strip down to your birthday suit then put your clothes back on. I luckily had no drugs on me. Some american before me in there had his cell phone taken away for good, along with $500 cash he had in his wallet and hit nice watch. I looked like a fucking worthless scrub, and my wallet was empty so they just threw me in a cell. You get sick if you drink the water or eat the excuse for oatmeal with jizz they give you. After getting out of jail i immediately scurried off into the streets with the other rats to get some smack. I met up with an older american lady that i met the first day. It was pure luck i found her. She's been living there in Mexico for 25years. She shoots up in her neck. Yeah. Some guy tried to rob me with a knife but i was so smacked up i thought he was just trying to ask me a question. He thought i was completely insaine, and ran away. You can get any kind of pills you want, but you have to know someone usually. I simply went through a sly taxi cab driver. The pharmacist had oxy contins hiding in a box of tylenol packets. Go figure. Lost my car on the first day. Finally found it on the 3rd day right before it was about to get towed. Go figure. I got a ticket but ripped it up on the freeway drive back to the states while high on speed smoking a cig. I smugged back plenty of black tar and oxys. Was doing crack in san fransisco a few days later while a complete stranger shot me up. Back to san diego on new years. Good times. The cat with -5 lives.
 
i've told this story before here, but i once woke up after a night of boozing in a tub full of FREEZING COLD water. apparently i had decided taking a bath was a brilliant idea.

with all of my clothes on.

shoes too.

and a baseball cap.

only allah knows how long i was actually in the water.
 
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