psychoblast
Bluelighter
Shrooms -- First Time -- Fun and Frolic in Las Vegas
Saturday night in Vegas with 6 friends, some one has shrooms which five of us have never tried.
Sorry, I don't know what kind but the people familiar with them were talking about how they looked like what they were used to, so I'm guessing if there is a "most common" type, then that's what they were.
Mood: I was upset most of the day and had a lot of pressures going on in my life. I knew I should not even be going out, because of all the stuff I had to do the next day. But oh well.
Setting: The Hard Rock Hotel, a limo, and a lounge.
The evening started with me and my g/f doing a line. I also did a couple caps (g) and some weed. Then we headed to meet our friends at an apartment. When the seven of us were together, we started making plans for the night.
We had talked about trying shrooms for a while, and finally we all agreed to do it. We had four baggies and we all did 1/3 to 1/2 of a baggie. I think each bag was 1/8th of an ounce... I'd guess we all did 3-4 grams.
Down they go--not much flavor. Some more weed, another cap (g). For the first 30 - 60 minutes, we sat around waiting until it was late enough to go out. Be we also wanted to get there before the tripping started (which we heard takes 90 - 120 minutes) because one of us had to drive.
I'd say we dropped around 10:30pm and left around 11:30pm (I'll use times in the rest of the report). We were all cruising in a borrowed limo and the tripping was getting under way... Things just seemed funny. Like the fact that the driver had never driven a limo and had taken shrooms, so we were probably all going to die. And the fact that each of the couples had some tension going on that probably made psychedelics a bad idea. Hilarious.
Okay, the driver wants to stop by the Hard Rock Hotel, so we pull up and go in, around midnight. This is when it really gets good. Every person we see looks HILARIOUS. Like the most noticeable feature of each person just stands out in a really exaggerated way. If a girl has a big nose, it seems humongous. If a person is short, they seem miniature. I saw a short, squat guy who reminded me so much of a pig...
We were walking through the crowds at the Hard Rock Hotel, and I felt like the coolest person there, kind of like when rolling. In this case it was because I knew I was in a mind state that was very different than 99% of the people in the place--the boring normals.
I was making eye contact with everyone instinctively, and few would meet my gaze. Regardless, I'd look at everyone's eyes and felt like I could immediately sense what they were all about, "nervous, insecure girl not sure she fits in" "speed freak" "sexual predator" etc. It was a skill I do not have sober and it was great.
I had a huge grin on my face a lot of the time because people looked so funny. There was a group of guys dressed in ridiculous 70's outfits (intentionally ridiculous even without the shrooms). With the shrooms, they were so hysterical... At one time, my g/f took her shoes off and I looked at her and she seemed WAY shorter which unsettled me until she put her shoes back on.
Anyway, we met up with a couple other people we knew and headed out to the limo. Now the driver was really tripping and he did not know where to get where we were going. Neither did I, but I tried to reason it out and help him. It was an unsettling drive to our next destination, Hush at the Polo Towers, a new lounge. Anyway, we finally got there.
I liked the lounge--small, intimate, lots of seating, interesting people, good view of the strip, good lounge sounds. Again, people looked funny, like caricatures. And the way some people were dressed...
When I looked out the window, the cars down on the street looked funny, like little toy cars. We stayed there for a few hours, then went home and the trip was basically over.
While driving in the limo and at Hush, my moods would change every few minutes, like waves. Five minutes feeling warm and great and happy. Then something happens and I've feeling out of sorts and just uncomfortable, like I want to stretch a muscle that I don't even have. Then energetic. Then totally different.
Mostly, it was fun and enjoyable, but mentally EXHAUSTING. Like putting your brain on a rollercoaster ride. Oh, and even though my perceptions of things changed (like a short person would seem like a midget), and a couple times the walls seemed to breath a little, I do not recall ever actually hallucinating anything. I never saw something that just wasn't there. Rather, I was seeing what was there differently.
Maybe a higher dose would get hallucinations?
I did a couple bumps at one point in the night... That was actually good, woke me up and put me in a more energetic trip where I was dancing as fluidly as when I roll. I also did a couple more caps (g).
Some may cringe at the thought of g with shrooms, but I figured (and I think I was right) that the g would take the edge off any worries I might have that could lead to a bad trip and would also steer the trip to a more sensual direction, which I think it did.
Well, got to bed around 5 or 6am with another couple caps (g). Then woke at 9am with my mind racing around randomly and in a somewhat trippy way. I was tired, but could not sleep. Could not turn off my mind or even slow it. I tried. I counted slow. I imagined hearing slow sentences. But my mind kept racing. I just laid there and dealt with it for over an hour before finally dozing off again.
Okay, that's the report. Shrooms can be fun in Vegas--especially at the Hard Rock Hotel!
~psychoblast~
p.s. to the people below, cap (g) refers to a cap of ghb as distinguished from a mushroom cap.
[ 22 January 2002: Message edited by: psychoblast ]
Saturday night in Vegas with 6 friends, some one has shrooms which five of us have never tried.
Sorry, I don't know what kind but the people familiar with them were talking about how they looked like what they were used to, so I'm guessing if there is a "most common" type, then that's what they were.
Mood: I was upset most of the day and had a lot of pressures going on in my life. I knew I should not even be going out, because of all the stuff I had to do the next day. But oh well.
Setting: The Hard Rock Hotel, a limo, and a lounge.
The evening started with me and my g/f doing a line. I also did a couple caps (g) and some weed. Then we headed to meet our friends at an apartment. When the seven of us were together, we started making plans for the night.
We had talked about trying shrooms for a while, and finally we all agreed to do it. We had four baggies and we all did 1/3 to 1/2 of a baggie. I think each bag was 1/8th of an ounce... I'd guess we all did 3-4 grams.
Down they go--not much flavor. Some more weed, another cap (g). For the first 30 - 60 minutes, we sat around waiting until it was late enough to go out. Be we also wanted to get there before the tripping started (which we heard takes 90 - 120 minutes) because one of us had to drive.
I'd say we dropped around 10:30pm and left around 11:30pm (I'll use times in the rest of the report). We were all cruising in a borrowed limo and the tripping was getting under way... Things just seemed funny. Like the fact that the driver had never driven a limo and had taken shrooms, so we were probably all going to die. And the fact that each of the couples had some tension going on that probably made psychedelics a bad idea. Hilarious.
Okay, the driver wants to stop by the Hard Rock Hotel, so we pull up and go in, around midnight. This is when it really gets good. Every person we see looks HILARIOUS. Like the most noticeable feature of each person just stands out in a really exaggerated way. If a girl has a big nose, it seems humongous. If a person is short, they seem miniature. I saw a short, squat guy who reminded me so much of a pig...
We were walking through the crowds at the Hard Rock Hotel, and I felt like the coolest person there, kind of like when rolling. In this case it was because I knew I was in a mind state that was very different than 99% of the people in the place--the boring normals.
I was making eye contact with everyone instinctively, and few would meet my gaze. Regardless, I'd look at everyone's eyes and felt like I could immediately sense what they were all about, "nervous, insecure girl not sure she fits in" "speed freak" "sexual predator" etc. It was a skill I do not have sober and it was great.
I had a huge grin on my face a lot of the time because people looked so funny. There was a group of guys dressed in ridiculous 70's outfits (intentionally ridiculous even without the shrooms). With the shrooms, they were so hysterical... At one time, my g/f took her shoes off and I looked at her and she seemed WAY shorter which unsettled me until she put her shoes back on.
Anyway, we met up with a couple other people we knew and headed out to the limo. Now the driver was really tripping and he did not know where to get where we were going. Neither did I, but I tried to reason it out and help him. It was an unsettling drive to our next destination, Hush at the Polo Towers, a new lounge. Anyway, we finally got there.
I liked the lounge--small, intimate, lots of seating, interesting people, good view of the strip, good lounge sounds. Again, people looked funny, like caricatures. And the way some people were dressed...
When I looked out the window, the cars down on the street looked funny, like little toy cars. We stayed there for a few hours, then went home and the trip was basically over.
While driving in the limo and at Hush, my moods would change every few minutes, like waves. Five minutes feeling warm and great and happy. Then something happens and I've feeling out of sorts and just uncomfortable, like I want to stretch a muscle that I don't even have. Then energetic. Then totally different.
Mostly, it was fun and enjoyable, but mentally EXHAUSTING. Like putting your brain on a rollercoaster ride. Oh, and even though my perceptions of things changed (like a short person would seem like a midget), and a couple times the walls seemed to breath a little, I do not recall ever actually hallucinating anything. I never saw something that just wasn't there. Rather, I was seeing what was there differently.
Maybe a higher dose would get hallucinations?
I did a couple bumps at one point in the night... That was actually good, woke me up and put me in a more energetic trip where I was dancing as fluidly as when I roll. I also did a couple more caps (g).
Some may cringe at the thought of g with shrooms, but I figured (and I think I was right) that the g would take the edge off any worries I might have that could lead to a bad trip and would also steer the trip to a more sensual direction, which I think it did.
Well, got to bed around 5 or 6am with another couple caps (g). Then woke at 9am with my mind racing around randomly and in a somewhat trippy way. I was tired, but could not sleep. Could not turn off my mind or even slow it. I tried. I counted slow. I imagined hearing slow sentences. But my mind kept racing. I just laid there and dealt with it for over an hour before finally dozing off again.
Okay, that's the report. Shrooms can be fun in Vegas--especially at the Hard Rock Hotel!
~psychoblast~
p.s. to the people below, cap (g) refers to a cap of ghb as distinguished from a mushroom cap.
[ 22 January 2002: Message edited by: psychoblast ]
