A month ago I thought shooting dope was insane! Tonight, I mainlined my first bag...about 2 hours ago and while the dope has waned I still feel pretty good. The perverse part is that I really enjoyed the whole shooting procedure and act.
Backstory: I started snorting dope about 2 weeks ago (long-time Rx pill user, needed to snort at least 120mg of Oxy to get a decent high), got a non-corner source about a week ago, put together the gear minus needle last weekend but just package it nicely and placed it in the closet because I wasn't certain where to get a syringe. For those in Philadelphia, apparently just walking into a Rite-Aid at 2am and asking for an "insulin syringe, 1cc, 29 gauge" and forking over 20c will do it. God bless America and the city of brotherly love.
Right now, I'm at the ass end of a high but the fucking rush was unbelievable. I'm sitting here alone while my girlfriend sleeps but I just wanted to communicate with someone: I'm not dead, I feel great, and I fucking loved the whole process. I can't sleep so I think I'm gonna do an encore.
Any tips on using a filter? I used a small piece of a cotton ball but it soaked up all the dope and I had to add more water and I'm sure I wasted dope. How small does the filter need to be? What's better than cotton balls?
Any other random tips not already on the forums, or not hidden away in some random thread would be appreciated especially if they relate to shooting by yourself (I set an alarm that I need to turn-off, so If I pass-out for whatever reason it'll alert an angry sleeping room-mate who will be unpleasantly surprised).
DAMN!
The first was good but I must have lost half to the cotton ball I used as a filter. For some reason they don't cover this in law school or the bar.
I honestly feel as if I just fucked Jesus Christ and he not only enjoyed it but forgave me for not finishing because I'm not gay and it felt glorious but wrong...as I emptied the syringe I had a vision, I caught him praying, on his knees, his mortal cheeks and anus still closed, and I, a simple student of law, parted them like the red sea (either I, or a strange Jewish man with a beard who watched and appeared to be furiously scratching something under his robes) and communed with histories most famous outlaw rabbi who solemnly accepted my intrusion and though I don't speak aramaic I believe he even asked for "more" (though it may have been "harder", "daddy", or "please don't tell my followers").
Many people don't even know that when it transcends space and time Christ's love and forgiveness gets diluted. Most receive his love in DVD quality, while a select few, Scientologists, Mormons, and certain Pentecostal Baptists, experience something akin to theater quality or Blue Ray if their church has an HD screen. But as I pierced my vein so I pierced the veil and for me his loving-ness and forgiving-ness passed directly through him into me at T-3 or greater and possibly divine speeds, even as I lost my wood and he ground back into me in a way that brought tears into my eyes and confusion about my sexuality.
Snorting Heroin calls to many, but few are chosen for the hidden delights and horrors of IV injection. Good night BlueLighters, and never lose the faith or your dictionary, especially you moderator Palindrome.
Yeah, I can honestly say I didn't like it too much.
I do my research and I try to be safe (e.g., I'd rather waste dope, even when I used less than I needed too get truly high anyway, to be on the safe side.) I take it the filter is actually more about not clogging your rig than preventing adulterants from getting into your veins.
Knowledge, caution, and safety aside...you play with fire and you always run the risk of getting burned. I'm actually planning a drug free Sunday-Labor Day, but I anticipate opening a vein next weekend...god-willing!
Thanks Shake...IIs awesome that someone read it without flinching away from the raw power of such a religious conversion.