Twowheeljay
Bluelighter
Its been a long time since this trip actually occurred, but ive told the story to enough friends, so i think its time i post a report about it.
Time: Early May 2005
Location: University of Wisconsin - Whitewater
Amount: 1/8th oz mushrooms (i do not know the specific name of the breed)
I wanted to trip for a while when the opportunity came up while living away at school. A friend of mine from the dorms had a hookup for mushrooms, and i figured it was high time (no pun intended) that i try out a trip.
<~5:00 pm>
Met up with the other two friends who would be tripping; my friend crazy paul (NEVER trip with someone whos nickname includes crazy in it), and a friend of his from work who i was somewhat aquainted with. We walked to the girls house, and decided to eat our mushrooms there. I ingested my eight with a sandwhich, paul did the same and the girl did a half 1/8th.
<5:15 pm>
paul and I have felt no effects, so we decide to take a walk to the nearby gas station to get cigarettes. It was a nice day out, sunny and probably 74 maybe warmer in the sun. The walk helped to speed my metabolism a bit, and on the way back i started to feel a very mild buzz much like that of nicotine. We arrived back at the girls house and watched the end of a simpsons episode.
<5:45 pm>
We decide to head back onto campus to meet up with some friends. The walk was only about a half mile maybe a bit more. We took a back route through a park trail. This was very nice, the weather and the calmness of river in the park made for a very nice vibe. I noticed the buzz became heavier on my body and I started to get an occasional "fish eye" effect when lookin at light coming through the trees. We made it through the park and walked through the large soccer feild onto the campus.
<6:05 pm>
We met up with some other friends in front of my dorm building and sat and enjoyed the weather for a while. I still had a heavy body buzz and my eye sensations hadnt changed, just become more proonounced. I noticed a slight paranoia/anxiety due to the large amount of people outside. It was very nice out and many were playing frisbee, hacky sack and such.
<6:15 pm>
This is when shit gets evil. Paul, the girl and myself were all talking and joking, having an overall good time and talking about our experience so far. The girl decided to throw a wood chip at paul (he said something stupid) and hit me instead. I wiped my forehead where it hit and noticed a small amount of blood, and immediatly ran to the bathroom. Im told now that it was like barely a drop of blood from my brow, but at the time i though my face was gushing blood. Once in the bathroom i washed my face off and looked in the mirror to see what had happend. Upon doing so i began to feel extremely claustrophobic and felt as if the bathroom were shrinking. My vision also began to turn red as i heard what i though was whispering. I had to remove myself from the bathroom immediatly.
<6:25 pm>
I went back outside to find my friends and they were no longer there. I began to feel extremely desolate and abandoned so i took the elevator back up to my dorm room. I will say that the elevator was oddly calming and not at all claustrophobic.
<6:30 pm>
I sat down in my dorm with some music and xmas lights, hoping to calm myself down now that i was in a comfortable place. I started noticing a distinct nausea, much like that of extreme nervousness. I think that smoking some bud would have helped 110% however i had none, and my roomate was not home.
After spending some time trying to calm myself, I began to feel like i had lost control of my body temp. I positioned fan in front of me, and had to turn it on and off as my body went from boiling to freezing in cycles.
<7:00 pm>
Paul and the girl came to my dorm and said they "found me" even though they were the ones who bailed on me. They hung out for a while but said i was scaring them so they left. Thanks a fucking lot. I called my roomate/friend Nick, hoping having him around would help me feel more comfortable and would give me someone to talk to and use as a "base" of reality.
<7:20>
Nick comes over with another friend and they chill with me for a bit. We play some videogames but the sound effects on the games become to much for me and i got into another panic attack. I strip down to athletic shorts and hide under the covers for an hour or so.
During this time i had insane closed eye visuals of a clock moving in slow motion as well as a number of explosions and just really weird crap.
I go through cycles of emotions, guilty/scared/angry/confused. I seem to have lost all touch with my "happy" self.
<8:40>
My roomate comes back after going to smoke a bowl, and says that my girlfriend called him because my phone was off and he hands me the phone.
She did not know i was tripping and was unhappy because she had a surprise for me and i wasnt able to fully grasp what was happening.
The surprise for those who care, is that she and a friend of mine had helped me find a car i was looking for for months. She was so proud she found it and contacted the owner for me, pretty much securing my purchase of the vehicle. I was happy although because of my state i could not effectively communicate this and she was upset.
My girlfriend being unhappy threw me into another panic attack and i had to go back under the covers for a while.
<9:30 pm>
By now i was starting to feel better, the trip had relaxed back down to a strong buzz, and i was able to get dressed and get out of bed. I had a very strange sensation of memory loss however, and spent about 20 minutes walking up and down the hall, and in and out of my own room while tryin to find my friends room (3 doors up the hall).
<9:45 pm>
The buzz had melowed more and left with with a peaceful afterglow now. I felt like i had really learned something in life, although i did not know what. I spoke again with my girlfriend and she forgave me/ apologized for her reaction. Now the joy i was tryin to feel before was able to come about, and i had a very pleasent mood. I headed up the hall and finished the night playing video games and eventually getting a snack and going to bed around 11:30 or so.
I dont think i would trip on mushrooms again, based off of that trip, however it does excite me to the potential of other psychedellic drugs. I am a bit add and have a tendancy for small mood swings, as well as a propensity to be "just kinda random" as my friends say. I think that my mental profile just isnt the best for heavy psychedellics, although i have had positive experiences with dxm. It was definately an unforgettable experience but not at all what i expected.
Time: Early May 2005
Location: University of Wisconsin - Whitewater
Amount: 1/8th oz mushrooms (i do not know the specific name of the breed)
I wanted to trip for a while when the opportunity came up while living away at school. A friend of mine from the dorms had a hookup for mushrooms, and i figured it was high time (no pun intended) that i try out a trip.
<~5:00 pm>
Met up with the other two friends who would be tripping; my friend crazy paul (NEVER trip with someone whos nickname includes crazy in it), and a friend of his from work who i was somewhat aquainted with. We walked to the girls house, and decided to eat our mushrooms there. I ingested my eight with a sandwhich, paul did the same and the girl did a half 1/8th.
<5:15 pm>
paul and I have felt no effects, so we decide to take a walk to the nearby gas station to get cigarettes. It was a nice day out, sunny and probably 74 maybe warmer in the sun. The walk helped to speed my metabolism a bit, and on the way back i started to feel a very mild buzz much like that of nicotine. We arrived back at the girls house and watched the end of a simpsons episode.
<5:45 pm>
We decide to head back onto campus to meet up with some friends. The walk was only about a half mile maybe a bit more. We took a back route through a park trail. This was very nice, the weather and the calmness of river in the park made for a very nice vibe. I noticed the buzz became heavier on my body and I started to get an occasional "fish eye" effect when lookin at light coming through the trees. We made it through the park and walked through the large soccer feild onto the campus.
<6:05 pm>
We met up with some other friends in front of my dorm building and sat and enjoyed the weather for a while. I still had a heavy body buzz and my eye sensations hadnt changed, just become more proonounced. I noticed a slight paranoia/anxiety due to the large amount of people outside. It was very nice out and many were playing frisbee, hacky sack and such.
<6:15 pm>
This is when shit gets evil. Paul, the girl and myself were all talking and joking, having an overall good time and talking about our experience so far. The girl decided to throw a wood chip at paul (he said something stupid) and hit me instead. I wiped my forehead where it hit and noticed a small amount of blood, and immediatly ran to the bathroom. Im told now that it was like barely a drop of blood from my brow, but at the time i though my face was gushing blood. Once in the bathroom i washed my face off and looked in the mirror to see what had happend. Upon doing so i began to feel extremely claustrophobic and felt as if the bathroom were shrinking. My vision also began to turn red as i heard what i though was whispering. I had to remove myself from the bathroom immediatly.
<6:25 pm>
I went back outside to find my friends and they were no longer there. I began to feel extremely desolate and abandoned so i took the elevator back up to my dorm room. I will say that the elevator was oddly calming and not at all claustrophobic.
<6:30 pm>
I sat down in my dorm with some music and xmas lights, hoping to calm myself down now that i was in a comfortable place. I started noticing a distinct nausea, much like that of extreme nervousness. I think that smoking some bud would have helped 110% however i had none, and my roomate was not home.
After spending some time trying to calm myself, I began to feel like i had lost control of my body temp. I positioned fan in front of me, and had to turn it on and off as my body went from boiling to freezing in cycles.
<7:00 pm>
Paul and the girl came to my dorm and said they "found me" even though they were the ones who bailed on me. They hung out for a while but said i was scaring them so they left. Thanks a fucking lot. I called my roomate/friend Nick, hoping having him around would help me feel more comfortable and would give me someone to talk to and use as a "base" of reality.
<7:20>
Nick comes over with another friend and they chill with me for a bit. We play some videogames but the sound effects on the games become to much for me and i got into another panic attack. I strip down to athletic shorts and hide under the covers for an hour or so.
During this time i had insane closed eye visuals of a clock moving in slow motion as well as a number of explosions and just really weird crap.
I go through cycles of emotions, guilty/scared/angry/confused. I seem to have lost all touch with my "happy" self.
<8:40>
My roomate comes back after going to smoke a bowl, and says that my girlfriend called him because my phone was off and he hands me the phone.
She did not know i was tripping and was unhappy because she had a surprise for me and i wasnt able to fully grasp what was happening.
The surprise for those who care, is that she and a friend of mine had helped me find a car i was looking for for months. She was so proud she found it and contacted the owner for me, pretty much securing my purchase of the vehicle. I was happy although because of my state i could not effectively communicate this and she was upset.
My girlfriend being unhappy threw me into another panic attack and i had to go back under the covers for a while.
<9:30 pm>
By now i was starting to feel better, the trip had relaxed back down to a strong buzz, and i was able to get dressed and get out of bed. I had a very strange sensation of memory loss however, and spent about 20 minutes walking up and down the hall, and in and out of my own room while tryin to find my friends room (3 doors up the hall).
<9:45 pm>
The buzz had melowed more and left with with a peaceful afterglow now. I felt like i had really learned something in life, although i did not know what. I spoke again with my girlfriend and she forgave me/ apologized for her reaction. Now the joy i was tryin to feel before was able to come about, and i had a very pleasent mood. I headed up the hall and finished the night playing video games and eventually getting a snack and going to bed around 11:30 or so.
I dont think i would trip on mushrooms again, based off of that trip, however it does excite me to the potential of other psychedellic drugs. I am a bit add and have a tendancy for small mood swings, as well as a propensity to be "just kinda random" as my friends say. I think that my mental profile just isnt the best for heavy psychedellics, although i have had positive experiences with dxm. It was definately an unforgettable experience but not at all what i expected.
