GoddessLSD-XTC
Bluelighter
Magic Mushrooms “Experienced”: “Destiny is a Nightmare, Fucked up Trip!
“Experienced” is in quotations because I tried Hawaiian, Colombian, Mexican and Thai mushrooms in Amsterdam.
Hawaiian are the best but maybe not better than the ones I had last night, Thai shrooms made me laugh and the latter two made be cry rivers of tears. Maybe that’s why the South American natives were so hostile, a la Mel Gibson’s “Apocalypto.”
The whole day leading up to the shrooms was fucked up. “Destiny” is the name of a pre-op Transsexual (not too pretty, way overweight, unpleasant personality etc.) the other “girl” is gorgeous, perfect. When I first met Hope I thought she was a gorgeous girl, after the first five minutes she showed me her cock ‘cause I couldn’t believe it, I started to fall into love with her but stopped myself ‘cause I knew it wouldn’t work out.
I promised to pay for Hope’s surgery in Thailand. I feel a real connection to her, like we’re on the same wavelength. I also feel like she’s either being sincere or a player. If she’s a player, I’ll still pay for her surgery (about $9000). All I ask of her is that we remain BFF. I won’t be calling her every day or bugging her, just like to check in with her She has a lot of potential. She says she admires me enough to change her last name to mine, has a lovely family etc. I’ll call her “Hope.”
The three of us got together to go to Phoenix, about 120 miles away ‘cause Hope had a test before the State Cosmetology/Hairdressing Board. Turns out that she read the date of her test wrong. Can you believe that?! We got there and they told her, “Sweetie, your test is next Tuesday, not today. So we drove all the way up there for nothing!
We went to a few bars for drinks. In all I had three screwdrivers, one at each bar. The first drink was at about 2pm. Hope and I were having a great eye to eye conversation about her childhood/family. Destiny got jealous. Hope & Destiny were friends for about 10 years or more. The bar tabs fell on me (about $125), except for $15 Destiny gave me. She works at Walgreen’s (Drug Store). She also went to Bartending School but didn’t get a license probably because of an assault conviction. She fought with her brother. She also fought with another TS over a guy, punched her out bad. I really don’t like being around violent ppl!
We got back to Tucson, my house after sundown. I asked Hope if she wanted to take some shrooms. Big, stupid mistake. I forgot Destiny was still with us. She reminds me of a pig. She wanted to eat shrooms ‘till I emphatically told her, “I don’t want you tripping your balls off at my house, I have things to do tomorrow!”
I didn’t know what a dose of these shrooms was. Ppl I talked to say, “just take one and then add more as you please.” I offered one whole shroom to each of them. Hope ate her’s right ways. Destiny asked to look at the baggie and pigged around with it making comments about eating the cap and saying, don’t eat the cap. I said okay, take a stem or whatever rolling my eyes.
The effect hit me about a half-hour later. The pig wanted me to leave my house and get her CD’s from Hope’s car. First, I don’t fully, 100% trust either of them so I didn’t want to leave them alone in my. Second, why can’t the pig get up and get the CD’s herself! Sheesh!
The first CD we played was one of my mixes. Destiny liked the first song “Undone,” a classic from my younger daze. A song that so many of my friends and I have experienced. Hope never heard it before. Hope has many great mixes. I told her she should be a DJ – she is talented in many ways!
Destiny wanted to play the song over and over again for Hope to listen to.
There’s no bed in my guesthouse so we’re all on the floor, laughing, talking, and dancing. Hope was literally floored the whole time. I think she enjoyed being here but Destiny, with her loud, obnoxious mouth/manners kept vying for everyone’s attention and getting into Hope’s face. I really just wanted to chill out with Hope and have intimate conversations. I also thought that we should go out and take the shrooms but Hope and Destiny were not dressed to pass the dress code at my favorite club where an internationally known DJ was playing. After we took the shrooms, I felt like the Bluelighter who posted here about his nightmare experience unable to drive. (http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/showthread.php?p=4762175#post4762175) That’s what happened to us. We were trapped here unable to go anywhere! The three of us, one hostile in a 200 square foot guesthouse.
I kept wishing I had a BF here too. Thought of Kubensis, a former BL’er I know and loved.
I schitzed on Destiny twice that night, once when she asked for more schooms (I did give her a second helping it was the third time I told her, “No!”). The second time was when she said something like she was not having a good time or something like that. My emphatic response was, “Well then leave!” This hurt her feelings again! She didn’t understand why I said that to her. I’m sure I heard her right. When I asked her to repeat what she originally said she said, “I was talking to Hope.” Yes, that doesn’t answer my question but to diffuse the hostility I humbly apologized with my head on her lap. I was a little afraid that if I kept up my harshness against her I’d end up shooting her ‘cause I’m not gonna let a pig assault me in my house!
Hope wanted to rest for an hour ‘till 1am and then drive home. Destiny wanted to leave right away. I rolled out my bed for Hope to rest on. She seemed to be enjoying herself. I called a BFF who used to live with me thinking she knew where my other sleeping bag was (maybe she had it)? That got her off. Me calling her at midnight! I mean, she has lots of ppl calling her or talking with her into the wee hours. This was like the first time in the 15 years that I knew her that I called her that late. It was an emergency. I was like in survival mode and we were running out of bottled water.
I ended up talking to J, the BFF for about 15 minutes telling her in code that I’m having a hell of a time with these two. J despises Hope and would certainly wretch at Destiny. J is a world-traveled, British born woman with lots of experience. J was upset, furious, and jealous that I called her at that time of night. I explained that all I wanted to know was, “Where’s my sleeping bag?” Maybe she saw it here somewhere. (Turns out it was right in front of me in a stuff sack. Found it this morning!
Destiny & Hope were laughing at my exasperation with J, I was too. J should have been more understanding, she knew we were on shrooms and certainly knows what it’s like when friends drop over and need a place to crash. I’ve done it at her house once when I lost the key to my car after barhopping. (She lives within a half mile of the bars.)
Okay, Destiny finally calls a cab. She didn’t do it sooner ‘cause she didn’t know my address etc.! Damn why didn’t she ask me sooner! Flashback: on our way home from Phoenix she fell asleep in the back seat and started snoring. Hope was driving almost 100 mph. I warned her to never go 10mph over the speed limit especially at night ‘cause there might be debris in the road, like blown out truck tires. Once on that highway there was a bale of hay in the middle of the road and I had to swerve to avoid it.
We called the cab. Hope & Destiny went out together to see each other off. I went out to bid them good-bye and lock the gate. Hope was sitting in her car. I went to the window and asked if she was okay. She said she just wanted to chill awhile and then leave. I said okay. I don’t remember if I even said good-bye to her but Destiny wanted me to give her a hug.
As I was locking the gate, Hope turned on the headlights and left.
Got back in the house not knowing what to do. Destiny called to ask if Hope was still here, she was probably just being nosey. I didn’t even know she had my phone number! I thought it strange that Hope didn’t drive Destiny home. Destiny kept calling back to see if Hope made it home. She lives about 45 minutes away. At about 1:15 I called Hope’s phone, let it ring twice and hung up, she has caller ID. Her sister called me back asking for Hope, I said, “No, she is not here, would you please have her call me when she gets back.” Destiny & I were really scared she wasn’t gonna make it home. I thought she was just “whoreing around” in a bar, i.e., flirting with guys. Turns out (after a call from Destiny this morning) Hope went to get something to eat first.
Speaking of eating, I didn’t eat all that day and it’s 11am and I still haven’t eaten anything, which is good ‘cause I’m truing to lose weight. Maybe a side benefit of shrooms: I didn’t feel like eating!
Conclusion: Don’t eat shrooms in an unpleasant environment with unpleasant ppl! If taking them at home, do it with someone you can get intimate with in a comfortable bed.
Hope just called, she's gonna come over at 4pm to cut my hair. She totally agreed about Destiny!
“Experienced” is in quotations because I tried Hawaiian, Colombian, Mexican and Thai mushrooms in Amsterdam.
Hawaiian are the best but maybe not better than the ones I had last night, Thai shrooms made me laugh and the latter two made be cry rivers of tears. Maybe that’s why the South American natives were so hostile, a la Mel Gibson’s “Apocalypto.”
The whole day leading up to the shrooms was fucked up. “Destiny” is the name of a pre-op Transsexual (not too pretty, way overweight, unpleasant personality etc.) the other “girl” is gorgeous, perfect. When I first met Hope I thought she was a gorgeous girl, after the first five minutes she showed me her cock ‘cause I couldn’t believe it, I started to fall into love with her but stopped myself ‘cause I knew it wouldn’t work out.
I promised to pay for Hope’s surgery in Thailand. I feel a real connection to her, like we’re on the same wavelength. I also feel like she’s either being sincere or a player. If she’s a player, I’ll still pay for her surgery (about $9000). All I ask of her is that we remain BFF. I won’t be calling her every day or bugging her, just like to check in with her She has a lot of potential. She says she admires me enough to change her last name to mine, has a lovely family etc. I’ll call her “Hope.”
The three of us got together to go to Phoenix, about 120 miles away ‘cause Hope had a test before the State Cosmetology/Hairdressing Board. Turns out that she read the date of her test wrong. Can you believe that?! We got there and they told her, “Sweetie, your test is next Tuesday, not today. So we drove all the way up there for nothing!
We went to a few bars for drinks. In all I had three screwdrivers, one at each bar. The first drink was at about 2pm. Hope and I were having a great eye to eye conversation about her childhood/family. Destiny got jealous. Hope & Destiny were friends for about 10 years or more. The bar tabs fell on me (about $125), except for $15 Destiny gave me. She works at Walgreen’s (Drug Store). She also went to Bartending School but didn’t get a license probably because of an assault conviction. She fought with her brother. She also fought with another TS over a guy, punched her out bad. I really don’t like being around violent ppl!
We got back to Tucson, my house after sundown. I asked Hope if she wanted to take some shrooms. Big, stupid mistake. I forgot Destiny was still with us. She reminds me of a pig. She wanted to eat shrooms ‘till I emphatically told her, “I don’t want you tripping your balls off at my house, I have things to do tomorrow!”
I didn’t know what a dose of these shrooms was. Ppl I talked to say, “just take one and then add more as you please.” I offered one whole shroom to each of them. Hope ate her’s right ways. Destiny asked to look at the baggie and pigged around with it making comments about eating the cap and saying, don’t eat the cap. I said okay, take a stem or whatever rolling my eyes.
The effect hit me about a half-hour later. The pig wanted me to leave my house and get her CD’s from Hope’s car. First, I don’t fully, 100% trust either of them so I didn’t want to leave them alone in my. Second, why can’t the pig get up and get the CD’s herself! Sheesh!
The first CD we played was one of my mixes. Destiny liked the first song “Undone,” a classic from my younger daze. A song that so many of my friends and I have experienced. Hope never heard it before. Hope has many great mixes. I told her she should be a DJ – she is talented in many ways!
Destiny wanted to play the song over and over again for Hope to listen to.
There’s no bed in my guesthouse so we’re all on the floor, laughing, talking, and dancing. Hope was literally floored the whole time. I think she enjoyed being here but Destiny, with her loud, obnoxious mouth/manners kept vying for everyone’s attention and getting into Hope’s face. I really just wanted to chill out with Hope and have intimate conversations. I also thought that we should go out and take the shrooms but Hope and Destiny were not dressed to pass the dress code at my favorite club where an internationally known DJ was playing. After we took the shrooms, I felt like the Bluelighter who posted here about his nightmare experience unable to drive. (http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/showthread.php?p=4762175#post4762175) That’s what happened to us. We were trapped here unable to go anywhere! The three of us, one hostile in a 200 square foot guesthouse.
I kept wishing I had a BF here too. Thought of Kubensis, a former BL’er I know and loved.
I schitzed on Destiny twice that night, once when she asked for more schooms (I did give her a second helping it was the third time I told her, “No!”). The second time was when she said something like she was not having a good time or something like that. My emphatic response was, “Well then leave!” This hurt her feelings again! She didn’t understand why I said that to her. I’m sure I heard her right. When I asked her to repeat what she originally said she said, “I was talking to Hope.” Yes, that doesn’t answer my question but to diffuse the hostility I humbly apologized with my head on her lap. I was a little afraid that if I kept up my harshness against her I’d end up shooting her ‘cause I’m not gonna let a pig assault me in my house!
Hope wanted to rest for an hour ‘till 1am and then drive home. Destiny wanted to leave right away. I rolled out my bed for Hope to rest on. She seemed to be enjoying herself. I called a BFF who used to live with me thinking she knew where my other sleeping bag was (maybe she had it)? That got her off. Me calling her at midnight! I mean, she has lots of ppl calling her or talking with her into the wee hours. This was like the first time in the 15 years that I knew her that I called her that late. It was an emergency. I was like in survival mode and we were running out of bottled water.
I ended up talking to J, the BFF for about 15 minutes telling her in code that I’m having a hell of a time with these two. J despises Hope and would certainly wretch at Destiny. J is a world-traveled, British born woman with lots of experience. J was upset, furious, and jealous that I called her at that time of night. I explained that all I wanted to know was, “Where’s my sleeping bag?” Maybe she saw it here somewhere. (Turns out it was right in front of me in a stuff sack. Found it this morning!
Destiny & Hope were laughing at my exasperation with J, I was too. J should have been more understanding, she knew we were on shrooms and certainly knows what it’s like when friends drop over and need a place to crash. I’ve done it at her house once when I lost the key to my car after barhopping. (She lives within a half mile of the bars.)
Okay, Destiny finally calls a cab. She didn’t do it sooner ‘cause she didn’t know my address etc.! Damn why didn’t she ask me sooner! Flashback: on our way home from Phoenix she fell asleep in the back seat and started snoring. Hope was driving almost 100 mph. I warned her to never go 10mph over the speed limit especially at night ‘cause there might be debris in the road, like blown out truck tires. Once on that highway there was a bale of hay in the middle of the road and I had to swerve to avoid it.
We called the cab. Hope & Destiny went out together to see each other off. I went out to bid them good-bye and lock the gate. Hope was sitting in her car. I went to the window and asked if she was okay. She said she just wanted to chill awhile and then leave. I said okay. I don’t remember if I even said good-bye to her but Destiny wanted me to give her a hug.
As I was locking the gate, Hope turned on the headlights and left.
Got back in the house not knowing what to do. Destiny called to ask if Hope was still here, she was probably just being nosey. I didn’t even know she had my phone number! I thought it strange that Hope didn’t drive Destiny home. Destiny kept calling back to see if Hope made it home. She lives about 45 minutes away. At about 1:15 I called Hope’s phone, let it ring twice and hung up, she has caller ID. Her sister called me back asking for Hope, I said, “No, she is not here, would you please have her call me when she gets back.” Destiny & I were really scared she wasn’t gonna make it home. I thought she was just “whoreing around” in a bar, i.e., flirting with guys. Turns out (after a call from Destiny this morning) Hope went to get something to eat first.
Speaking of eating, I didn’t eat all that day and it’s 11am and I still haven’t eaten anything, which is good ‘cause I’m truing to lose weight. Maybe a side benefit of shrooms: I didn’t feel like eating!
Conclusion: Don’t eat shrooms in an unpleasant environment with unpleasant ppl! If taking them at home, do it with someone you can get intimate with in a comfortable bed.
Hope just called, she's gonna come over at 4pm to cut my hair. She totally agreed about Destiny!
