Mushrooms-3rd time-"We need a decision drug"
Who: Me and my quasi-boyfriend
When: Began 2 am
What: 6 caps each
Where: Various location
Why: Why not?
Despite the fact that I had to work the following day, the guy i'm seeing decided to get some mushrooms for us to eat. i'd only done them two other times and neither trip was too intense so I figured that if we ate them early enough, I'd be good for work the next afternoon. We planned to meet up after we both got off work around 10pm. But the best laid plans never seem to work out and we didn't get a chance to eat them until about 2 am. Not a good idea.
On the way back to my place I can feel my body start to feel heavy and kind of numb. I was anxious to get home and enjoy the trip. I did not want to be driving when I started tripping. Luckily I made it. My and my guy, I'll call him D, decided to start the evening (morning) in the hot tub. Since the visuals hadn't really started, we were both just enjoying the body high. The hot tub felt amazing, as did the swimming pool. So we're just hanging out and talking. Our talking starts to get stupid, not really making sense to anyone but ourselves. Thank goodness it was just the two of us. It was sort of bright where the pool was and we weren't digging the light so we decided to go for a walk.
After changing into dry clothes we decided to walk to the ball fields that were next door. This was the longest, most uncoordinated walk of my life. We finally got there and laid out a blanket and just laid there, talking, looking up at the starts, laughing, smoking a few bowls. I don't remember the exact things that we talked about, probably deep meaningful things we'll never remember. I felt like I kept running my mouth and was getting on D's nerves but he assured me that I wasn't. I noticed that I had similiar traits of when I rolled. Constant chatter, clenched jaw and hands, the inability to keep my eyes on one thing. I'm not sure if this is common on shrooms or not, maybe that's just how I am when I'm fucked up.
The light was starting to peak through the clouds so we figured it was time to head back to the house. By this time it had been about 3 hours since we started our trip. We get back to my bedroom, change into pj's and crawl into bed. Neither one of us anywhere near sober. We didn't know what to do. Are we hungry? Tired? Thirsty? Horny? Should we watch a movie? Talk? Take a shower? We have a hard enough time making decisions when we're sober, let alone fucked up? We're one of those "what do you want to do? I dunno, what do you want to do" couples. This seemed to magnify itself that night. We started talking about how there should be some sort of decision making drug. Whether rolling, tripping, whatever, I wish there was something that helped us decide what the hell to do with oursleves. But then I guess that's part of the fun.
So we bum around for awhile. It was getting to the point where I thought the trip would never end. I was getting frustrated because I knew I had to be at work that day and I wouldn't' be getting any sleep that night. I wanted to keep enjoying the trip but I was just ready to sleep. It was the longest, most intense trip I've expeirence so far. Not to say it wasn't fun, we still had a great time.
Eventually I make it to work, feeling a little stupid and dimwitted. Luckily they let me leave early when the saw how out of it I was (not that they knew why). That night I slept like a rock. Looking back, I had a great time. I just know that next time I'll be taking a smaller dose and will be sure I don't have to work the next day!
Who: Me and my quasi-boyfriend
When: Began 2 am
What: 6 caps each
Where: Various location
Why: Why not?
Despite the fact that I had to work the following day, the guy i'm seeing decided to get some mushrooms for us to eat. i'd only done them two other times and neither trip was too intense so I figured that if we ate them early enough, I'd be good for work the next afternoon. We planned to meet up after we both got off work around 10pm. But the best laid plans never seem to work out and we didn't get a chance to eat them until about 2 am. Not a good idea.
On the way back to my place I can feel my body start to feel heavy and kind of numb. I was anxious to get home and enjoy the trip. I did not want to be driving when I started tripping. Luckily I made it. My and my guy, I'll call him D, decided to start the evening (morning) in the hot tub. Since the visuals hadn't really started, we were both just enjoying the body high. The hot tub felt amazing, as did the swimming pool. So we're just hanging out and talking. Our talking starts to get stupid, not really making sense to anyone but ourselves. Thank goodness it was just the two of us. It was sort of bright where the pool was and we weren't digging the light so we decided to go for a walk.
After changing into dry clothes we decided to walk to the ball fields that were next door. This was the longest, most uncoordinated walk of my life. We finally got there and laid out a blanket and just laid there, talking, looking up at the starts, laughing, smoking a few bowls. I don't remember the exact things that we talked about, probably deep meaningful things we'll never remember. I felt like I kept running my mouth and was getting on D's nerves but he assured me that I wasn't. I noticed that I had similiar traits of when I rolled. Constant chatter, clenched jaw and hands, the inability to keep my eyes on one thing. I'm not sure if this is common on shrooms or not, maybe that's just how I am when I'm fucked up.
The light was starting to peak through the clouds so we figured it was time to head back to the house. By this time it had been about 3 hours since we started our trip. We get back to my bedroom, change into pj's and crawl into bed. Neither one of us anywhere near sober. We didn't know what to do. Are we hungry? Tired? Thirsty? Horny? Should we watch a movie? Talk? Take a shower? We have a hard enough time making decisions when we're sober, let alone fucked up? We're one of those "what do you want to do? I dunno, what do you want to do" couples. This seemed to magnify itself that night. We started talking about how there should be some sort of decision making drug. Whether rolling, tripping, whatever, I wish there was something that helped us decide what the hell to do with oursleves. But then I guess that's part of the fun.
So we bum around for awhile. It was getting to the point where I thought the trip would never end. I was getting frustrated because I knew I had to be at work that day and I wouldn't' be getting any sleep that night. I wanted to keep enjoying the trip but I was just ready to sleep. It was the longest, most intense trip I've expeirence so far. Not to say it wasn't fun, we still had a great time.
Eventually I make it to work, feeling a little stupid and dimwitted. Luckily they let me leave early when the saw how out of it I was (not that they knew why). That night I slept like a rock. Looking back, I had a great time. I just know that next time I'll be taking a smaller dose and will be sure I don't have to work the next day!
