true, that's a good call... it just wasn't much of a 'trip' for me, but then the only hard drugs i'm used to are psychedelics and opiates. well, i'll give it a shot:
3am(ish): car ride home, just me and my bud john. kind of a downer that we left his ex at the party since she was also on E and cool, john's E was still affecting him but it coulda just been the alcohol since he'd had a few pints and I was up to and over a six-pack worth. I knew he had E for a while but had no real desire to do it because I looked up the blue BOSS pills he had on pillreports and they sounded pretty craptacular. I figured fuck it, half a pill ain't a deal. "you got some water to swallow this?" he says. "nope." "well you might be able to take it somehow it's just a half." "word." I bite down and find that it's not too hard so I chew it and it mostly dissolves. When I roll into his driveway 20 minutes later it still hasn't taken hold. I knew the pill wasn't much. Ah well, get up to his place with the mini keg he bought (5 Litres) and it's about half dry since the party.
3:45am: time for the second half. he pulls out the bag and lets me choose which pill to chop since I took the final half of a BOSS pill and had to start a new one. Then I spot the blue butterfly that I could find absolutely nothing on pillreports about, it was like a ghost pill that coulda been from years back for all I knew. chewed half and killed the taste with some beer. mm this tasted better than the bitter-ass BOSS. that one tasted a lot like pure caffeine...
4am: I'm hungry, so is he. He lives right by chinatown so we head down the street trying to find a place open at this hour. To my immense pleasure, my favorite place is still open! yessss. order some food and just as the plate strikes the table in front of me this insane feeling comes over me, as if it were heating me up but at the same time cooling me down (i was already warm enough from all the beer drank earlier) and all the anxiety and stress in the world was removed (except the strong desire to clench my jaw, probably a remnant of that bunk BOSS half) so that was pretty awesome. we shot the shit till they kicked us...
normally, i'm nervous being around people on drugs but this was different. I guess the alcohol had some effect on this as well, but my drunk was slowly being completely overpowered by mdma and what I suspect musta been meth. MMmmm... I don't think breathing has ever felt better. I realized why vicks vapo-rub was such a popular roll "trick". good vibes.
4:30am: john's heading to bed, but i'm welcome to crash at his place. the keg still had a few pints in it, and I drained a bit more out of it in the next hour or so just killin time listening to tunes and watching TV. fuck it, I couldn't decide on what DVD to watch and there wasn't much else to do so I slipped out quietly
5am: walking the streets, it's mostly empty. cool fluorescence from chinatown lights up the street, but I walk the other way absorbing the feeling of the quietest it can possibly be in downtown toronto. nice...
5:30am: walk past a bus stop and am approached by two cute girls who look about my age. do I know the time? yes. "it's 5:30am." i say. I catch sight of an eyeball in the light of a nearby store and smile. "it's pretty late to be out on psychedelics." they gawk and freak out in silence. they try to act all sober but it's obvious that they're high as fuck. 'acid?' I wonder. nah, they're making too much sense for that. 'shrooms? ....bingo.' I tell them I'm on E and they calm down, now they wanna know if I know what direction a street is in. yeeeeeup. "umm would you mind taking us there? we're new in the neighbourhood and most people out now are kinda scary." no doubt, the only other people i've seen out are raving lunatics and pimps with their hoes.
6am: we arrive at their destination. "want a coffee or something?" "no thanks, i've got somewhere to be." I felt more like walking back to john's. Besides, I'd already met a girl earlier in the night who had me transfixed and I didn't want to do anything that might make me forget her name... they were also really fucking high on shrooms...
6:30am: make my way through john's place to the balcony and embark on a risky climb up to the top of the roof. normally I'd freak out since it's a long way down but I felt too good about this to give a shit. sat on the roof for another half hour watching high-rise office lights slowly flicker on here and there, and the CN tower was awesome to look at.
7am: descend the roof.. I can feel sunday is gonna be a rough day since I had drank my way to a hangover then doubled it in the course of the E run. run into one of john's roommates. what the fuck is she doing up so early? we exchange a few words. "i;ve gotta go coach soccer.. you gonna be here at 1?" "probably" "cool, i'll see you later then." five minutes ago my mind was going a mile a minute but the alcohol finally dragged me down. i don't even hear the door close before I'm passed out.
1pm: I wake up to a noise on the stairs. she re-emerges. fuck. sure enough, it's past 1 but it feels as if though I had just taken a five minute break because I'm still feeling happy as hell from the fading E. the rest of the house is already active... hmm, there's still some beer left. I fill a glass and the parents of john's other roommate appears. on any other drug I would have been anxious and sketched out but here I was drinking beer for breakfast at 1am and having a great conversation with them. after they leave john wakes up and I leave.
So there was my first E roll. It wasn't a blow-me-away experience, but I did take it on a whim just to see if it would kill me or not. Next time I'm gonna take it while i'm still sober... and I'm gonna remember to take chewing gum with me.
the lingering after-effects of that roll were pretty huge though. normally i'm edgy and take some form of relaxant daily, but ever since this E i've been completely complacent and... well, I guess content. I definitely look forward to taking the other half of that butterfly
