lupozade said:
diacetylus- sorry tried replying but mailbox fucked. yeah i totally agree- public transport is my no.1 fear when i'm high or coming down. bloody hell... i'm not sure whether its me or my paranoia or the passengers. lol. i think its all 3 really. how long was that meth run on friday? and how do ya spread the stuff?? if youre comin down friday afternoon.. hmm.. seems abit quick.
Ohh, uhm... I had been drinking alcohol and smoking Heroin Thursday night and in the early hours of Friday morning. I had just been out, so I was drinking quite a hefty amount. On the way through St. Kilda, bumped into a random stranger and asked him if he could score me some "Ice" (meth) and after tasting a bit with my tongue, the extremely bitter-salty after taste made me think the product was decent enough.
I went back to my mate's place, got there at about 5:30am and started smoking in small incriments off foil, which left no residue, that made me conclude the product was of decent purity. Also, the taste was very "clean", not that usual "fishy" taste I get from smoking meth, it tasted what I'd imagine aeroplane glue to taste (judging by the glue's smell) like.
When my mate got up, he decided to have a few burns of the product himself and commented on how decent it was, but he encouraged we smoke the whole lot, there and then in one bang and we did. So, I couldn't really stretch the high out that much, as much as I would have liked to anyways.
We made our way into the city, because my mate had to make an appearance in court and by the time we sat down for a quick rejuvenation snack I could feel the comedown beginning to manifest itself, which was at about 1:30pm.
The high from this meth was fantastic, but the anxiety began creeping up pretty early and so did the slight paranoia. I guess, by the time I got home that afternoon at about 5:00pm. I was feeling the comedown good and strong (anyone ever experience that overpowering anxiety, thumping chest and feeling of not being right inside of your body, kind of distant from your exterior surroundings?).
I checked my pupils in the mirror and they were the size of dishplates, which was annoying because people can tell when I've been using meth almost instantly by just looking at my eyes.
Overall, I think it might have been the alcohol consumed the previous night/morning that had contributed to the terrible and early onset of the comedown. I remember telling myself Friday night, "Never again!", like I always do. Also, the following day, my body was emmiting that really strong ammonia smell and my piss stank and was extremely yellow/thick.
It took me a good 2-3 days to recover from that session, but I feel pretty well unscathed now.
Sorry for the intricate details and long post.