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Ex-Bluelighter
MDMA and 2C-I Part 2-Reloaded
Ok. I think I'm officially back in love with tabs. I'm not gonna get crazy with the cheese whiz and start eating them all of the time,but damn if I didn't have a great fucking night. On the spur of the moment,I decided to eat a tab. Because of a girl. It always starts that way for some reason. There were about four other people there and I had some 2C-I,so I said fuck it.
I crushed my tab and mixed it with 20mg of 2C-I. Others opted to just eat the 2C-I first,wait 30 minutes,then eat their tab. Trust me on this. Either way is a good thing. I chased them with three 5-htp and waited for brain disco. I ate this at 10:00pm. Around 10:20pm,I really wouldn't shut up. There's the E,neXt comes the C.
I ate my shit about 30 minutes before everyone else,so I was on a plain by myself. I didn't care. For the 4 others,it was their first 2C-I+MDMA combo. They had no idea what they were in for. This was going to be fun. For those of you who haven't tried the combo,I'll tell you how I started to feel around 11;15pm. Those who have become disenchanted with tabs of late,take note. Tabs can be your buddy again.
Ok,11:15pm. Everyone's starting to feel their tab. There's talk of going to the club. Yeah,wait another 30 minutes. Not....gonna.....happen. I went to the bathroom around this time. The cool thing about my friend's apartment is that even though it's so damn small,his wallpaer in the kitchen and bathroom were seemingly made for psychedelics. I just stared at the vines and flowers that covered his bathroom wall for about 30 minutes. The vines where crawling and stretching out from the wall. This is the kind of thing that a guy forget he's supposed to be pissing.
Finally,pissing acomplished,I came out of the bathroom to a room full of people who were rolling balls!. Only four people,but it's a small apartment. Big crowd. For reason's unknown to me,the mixing of 2C-I and mdma enhances the tab from a 7 to a good fucking damn! I'm a two or three tab guy,usually and that doesn't put me where I want to be,unless it's a great tab. This particular tab was called a white nemo. I only ate one along with everyone else. I felt like I had eaten about three pink envelopes. Those were good tabs. Why don't they make tabs like that anym....oh yeah,story.
Anyway,everyone's bouncing around like Tigger on glass and I am seeing the world through vibrating eyes. My friend was talking to me and I couldn't get over the fact that he had about 10 outlines of his body surrounding him. It was like looking at a living Alex Grey painting. I know I sound like a kid who just found out that cookies are the shit,but I felt better than I ever had on tab alone. The euphoria I was feeling was pulsating through me like an electrical current. Hell,even the best tab had never made me feel like this. I noticed the others agreed.
Now some people wear their roll well. My friend,I call Dildo,ain't one of these people. So naturally,he get's the bright idea to go to Wal-Mart. That place is light the holy grail when you're rolling for some reason. But no one else wanted to go,so it was just Dildo and one of the sober people who had just arrived. At this point I had enough energy to run a marathon,but damn that kitchen wallpaper. It trapped me again. I had an audience for my Astro-Jax in there,so I was happy. Nope,I was euphoric. And tripping balls. Can't forget that.
Dildo came back with very few embarrassing I made an ass out of myself at Wal-Mart. dissapointed. But the night was young. I can always count on Dildo for providing the stupid. I didn't know it at the time,but Dildo invited a girl I'll call Carla. SHe had been drinking and I have seen people on 2C-I and alchohol. Not a pretty sight. I didn't know she had eaten one until after the fact,so at least she wouldn't have me to blame if the train in her head slipped it's track.
I did,however give her half of a tab. I'm such a nice guy,and a sucker for beautiful women. Sucker. She was already panicking and the stuff hadn't hit her yet. This wasn't a good start for Carla. It was her first 2C-I experience. Only Jesus and that half tab had any prayer of helping her now. She was primed for a bad experience and I couldn't convince her otherwise.
Not to leave the others out,myself included. It was approaching my 3rd hour and I was still peaking. So was everyone else. Fun,fun,fun. Now back to Carla. The 2C-I had clocked in inside her brain and was ready to work overtime. I need to go home,became Carla's mantra for the next two hours. Then,just like that......well not just like that. I mean it was 2 hours,but she started enjoying herself. Thank God. I was still peaking and in no condition to continue trying to talk someone down.
Five hours now. Still rolling. And tripping. Still peaking. Gotta love this shit. The kitchen had become the new hangout. By this point,it was all I could do to talk. But others were doing such a good job,I didn't need to speak. Again I thought how great e was at making you actually listen instead of waiting for your turn to speak.
Ok. Time to wrap this long mother up. I didn't stop officially rolling until around 4:30 or 5:00am. Everyone enjoyed the combo and agreed that it was far better and different than just rolling. Except for Carla. Nothing makes her happy. But she's so damn beautiful and fun to around. Remember,I'm a sucker for the non-ugly ones and her eyes alone make me feel like I'm rolling. Anyways.......
I know I left a few things out,but this is still fresh. I HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN TO SLEEP YET! The important things are in there. Euphoria,euphoria,euphoria! Crazy visuals,body tingling(the good kind)oh yeah. And Carla,of course. Happy visual trails!
Ok. I think I'm officially back in love with tabs. I'm not gonna get crazy with the cheese whiz and start eating them all of the time,but damn if I didn't have a great fucking night. On the spur of the moment,I decided to eat a tab. Because of a girl. It always starts that way for some reason. There were about four other people there and I had some 2C-I,so I said fuck it.
I crushed my tab and mixed it with 20mg of 2C-I. Others opted to just eat the 2C-I first,wait 30 minutes,then eat their tab. Trust me on this. Either way is a good thing. I chased them with three 5-htp and waited for brain disco. I ate this at 10:00pm. Around 10:20pm,I really wouldn't shut up. There's the E,neXt comes the C.
I ate my shit about 30 minutes before everyone else,so I was on a plain by myself. I didn't care. For the 4 others,it was their first 2C-I+MDMA combo. They had no idea what they were in for. This was going to be fun. For those of you who haven't tried the combo,I'll tell you how I started to feel around 11;15pm. Those who have become disenchanted with tabs of late,take note. Tabs can be your buddy again.
Ok,11:15pm. Everyone's starting to feel their tab. There's talk of going to the club. Yeah,wait another 30 minutes. Not....gonna.....happen. I went to the bathroom around this time. The cool thing about my friend's apartment is that even though it's so damn small,his wallpaer in the kitchen and bathroom were seemingly made for psychedelics. I just stared at the vines and flowers that covered his bathroom wall for about 30 minutes. The vines where crawling and stretching out from the wall. This is the kind of thing that a guy forget he's supposed to be pissing.
Finally,pissing acomplished,I came out of the bathroom to a room full of people who were rolling balls!. Only four people,but it's a small apartment. Big crowd. For reason's unknown to me,the mixing of 2C-I and mdma enhances the tab from a 7 to a good fucking damn! I'm a two or three tab guy,usually and that doesn't put me where I want to be,unless it's a great tab. This particular tab was called a white nemo. I only ate one along with everyone else. I felt like I had eaten about three pink envelopes. Those were good tabs. Why don't they make tabs like that anym....oh yeah,story.
Anyway,everyone's bouncing around like Tigger on glass and I am seeing the world through vibrating eyes. My friend was talking to me and I couldn't get over the fact that he had about 10 outlines of his body surrounding him. It was like looking at a living Alex Grey painting. I know I sound like a kid who just found out that cookies are the shit,but I felt better than I ever had on tab alone. The euphoria I was feeling was pulsating through me like an electrical current. Hell,even the best tab had never made me feel like this. I noticed the others agreed.
Now some people wear their roll well. My friend,I call Dildo,ain't one of these people. So naturally,he get's the bright idea to go to Wal-Mart. That place is light the holy grail when you're rolling for some reason. But no one else wanted to go,so it was just Dildo and one of the sober people who had just arrived. At this point I had enough energy to run a marathon,but damn that kitchen wallpaper. It trapped me again. I had an audience for my Astro-Jax in there,so I was happy. Nope,I was euphoric. And tripping balls. Can't forget that.
Dildo came back with very few embarrassing I made an ass out of myself at Wal-Mart. dissapointed. But the night was young. I can always count on Dildo for providing the stupid. I didn't know it at the time,but Dildo invited a girl I'll call Carla. SHe had been drinking and I have seen people on 2C-I and alchohol. Not a pretty sight. I didn't know she had eaten one until after the fact,so at least she wouldn't have me to blame if the train in her head slipped it's track.
I did,however give her half of a tab. I'm such a nice guy,and a sucker for beautiful women. Sucker. She was already panicking and the stuff hadn't hit her yet. This wasn't a good start for Carla. It was her first 2C-I experience. Only Jesus and that half tab had any prayer of helping her now. She was primed for a bad experience and I couldn't convince her otherwise.
Not to leave the others out,myself included. It was approaching my 3rd hour and I was still peaking. So was everyone else. Fun,fun,fun. Now back to Carla. The 2C-I had clocked in inside her brain and was ready to work overtime. I need to go home,became Carla's mantra for the next two hours. Then,just like that......well not just like that. I mean it was 2 hours,but she started enjoying herself. Thank God. I was still peaking and in no condition to continue trying to talk someone down.
Five hours now. Still rolling. And tripping. Still peaking. Gotta love this shit. The kitchen had become the new hangout. By this point,it was all I could do to talk. But others were doing such a good job,I didn't need to speak. Again I thought how great e was at making you actually listen instead of waiting for your turn to speak.
Ok. Time to wrap this long mother up. I didn't stop officially rolling until around 4:30 or 5:00am. Everyone enjoyed the combo and agreed that it was far better and different than just rolling. Except for Carla. Nothing makes her happy. But she's so damn beautiful and fun to around. Remember,I'm a sucker for the non-ugly ones and her eyes alone make me feel like I'm rolling. Anyways.......
I know I left a few things out,but this is still fresh. I HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN TO SLEEP YET! The important things are in there. Euphoria,euphoria,euphoria! Crazy visuals,body tingling(the good kind)oh yeah. And Carla,of course. Happy visual trails!
