cantwinfortryin
Bluelighter
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- Jun 27, 2007
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Well, it all starts out like any other club night in 1997. I was 19 years old and your typical 8up club kid. You know the type, eating or snorting anything I could get my hands on. Just to have an excuse so I could dance to shitty music and make out with half ugly girls. I had recently moved to Tampa and started networking, making friends, making contacts, clubs, bottle bars, and so on. I had a pretty good group of friends and loved the party scene in the bay, but thats where it all went wrong. A close friend of mine called me up to go out to a club in Ybor city (a historic cuban district) called Luna lounge. He also informed me that he had several grams of K (ketamine) and wanted to party but I needed to bring my bullet (device for snorting), so I said "no prob, ill meet you there at 12:00" (which is fairly early for us @ the time). When I got down to the strip (where all the clubs are, and the action happens) I remembered his words clearly in my head "bring your bullet", "shit" I thought as I ran back to my car trying to think if I possibly had another one in my ride. No dice, but luckily I found a xanax bar and a short straw in the cd wallet on my sun visor. Soon not having a bullet did'nt really bother me any more (or anything else for that matter) so I headed back down the strip to the club for the meetup. Inside Luna lounge I saw my friend chillin by the bar with another friend ours looking around shiftily, I figured right away they must have been waiting for me before doing anything... Well they were not too happy about me not bringing the bullet... (given) I was in a pretty laid back mood, especially since I had just snorted an entire xanax bar. So I simply said "I have a straw!"
My friend who was holding was none too thrilled about this and said "a straw? How do you expect to snort out of a vile using a straw?" I cleverly said "I will just barley stick it into the top of the vile and only graze the top". Now at this point im thinking to myself even if I accidentialy get more that a bump or 3 I know I can handle that. So I rush off to the bathroom, deftly dodging through baggy pants donning club kids only to find that the bathroom is pretty small with no locking door and no stall door. "Hmmm?" I ponder... I wait for my chance for the john to be clear of any heads and I unscrew the cap from the vile (which I must say is topped off, brimming with white fluffy crystals) and stick my straw carefully into the top of the pile. Foomp... Oh shit I think as 3/4 of the vile quickly goes straight up my favored right nasal cavity. Now I thinking as quickly as I can, I know I have newer ingested this large of a quantity before, at least not all at once. I rush back out to the dance floor looking for my friends, in a half panic and half excitement I see this amazing white round saucer on the floor thats resembles a chair in some way. Ploomp... I slide down into the chair saucer and at the same time slide out of my own consciousness. At this point I can still see (a bit) and my friend is trying to talk to me and im trying to talk back but no words are coming out, all I can do is hand my friend what I have been so tightly clutching for the past 10 minutes. He just looks at it and then at me and starts saying things I have no recollection of. He just shakes his head and drifts off into the blue black ether of outer space and electric componets im seeing before me. The experience was marvelous, it was a myrid shapes, places, and people all unfamiliar to me. I kept seeing these beautiful girls that were naked kissing and then turning into things not beautiful. I was at the beach, I was inside a wall plate following the electrical flow all the way to the source, and back out. I followed a water dropplet that fell from the bar all the way to the floor, but it took what seemed like hours. I still to this day have no idea what was real and a figment of my imagination (other that using logic). Well my friend forgave me since K was so cheap back then, and in years later I payed him back with many other wild experiences where I was the one who had to be sane. Some of those I will share some other time... I hope you enjoyed my journey as much as I did back in 1997...8( [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE][/SIZE]
My friend who was holding was none too thrilled about this and said "a straw? How do you expect to snort out of a vile using a straw?" I cleverly said "I will just barley stick it into the top of the vile and only graze the top". Now at this point im thinking to myself even if I accidentialy get more that a bump or 3 I know I can handle that. So I rush off to the bathroom, deftly dodging through baggy pants donning club kids only to find that the bathroom is pretty small with no locking door and no stall door. "Hmmm?" I ponder... I wait for my chance for the john to be clear of any heads and I unscrew the cap from the vile (which I must say is topped off, brimming with white fluffy crystals) and stick my straw carefully into the top of the pile. Foomp... Oh shit I think as 3/4 of the vile quickly goes straight up my favored right nasal cavity. Now I thinking as quickly as I can, I know I have newer ingested this large of a quantity before, at least not all at once. I rush back out to the dance floor looking for my friends, in a half panic and half excitement I see this amazing white round saucer on the floor thats resembles a chair in some way. Ploomp... I slide down into the chair saucer and at the same time slide out of my own consciousness. At this point I can still see (a bit) and my friend is trying to talk to me and im trying to talk back but no words are coming out, all I can do is hand my friend what I have been so tightly clutching for the past 10 minutes. He just looks at it and then at me and starts saying things I have no recollection of. He just shakes his head and drifts off into the blue black ether of outer space and electric componets im seeing before me. The experience was marvelous, it was a myrid shapes, places, and people all unfamiliar to me. I kept seeing these beautiful girls that were naked kissing and then turning into things not beautiful. I was at the beach, I was inside a wall plate following the electrical flow all the way to the source, and back out. I followed a water dropplet that fell from the bar all the way to the floor, but it took what seemed like hours. I still to this day have no idea what was real and a figment of my imagination (other that using logic). Well my friend forgave me since K was so cheap back then, and in years later I payed him back with many other wild experiences where I was the one who had to be sane. Some of those I will share some other time... I hope you enjoyed my journey as much as I did back in 1997...8( [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE][/SIZE]
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