Well Saturday night was pretty insane for me. I woke up Saturday around noon and pretty immediately dosed 400ug DOC, 600-700mg phenibut, 0.5mg etizolam, 3-8mg 4-ho-mipt, 2-5mg 3-meo-pcp, and 2-5mg O-PCE feeling inspired by Hunter S Thompson trying to find a flow state that would let me bang out a writing/journalistic piece I needed to get done. The DOC then of course took hold more than expected leaving me either needing to go on a long bike ride, run, or take more etizolam. Which considering I'd just showered, I opted for the last. I ended up not getting much writing done, surprise surprise, but I had a damn good time dancing around blaring house music in my apartment

I'd been invited to attend a friend of a friend's birthday house party so in my state I decided that 6-apb would be just the ticket. I ended up plugging 60-70mg, but then needed to shit really badly really quickly, holding it for 20 or so minutes, then going. Then feeling like I'd wasted it, snorted some more. Then 20 minutes later not feeling much, decided that I wanted even more. Needless to say, after about an hour at the party I found myself in double vision territory, my entire body vibrating so strongly that it was hard to hold a conversation and not go into full blown out of body spiritual experience mode. I had an amazing time for the most part, but once I'd been in the vibratory state for a decent amount of time, I found it harder and harder to connect and be fun in everyone's drunk conversation. Most of my time was spent on the balcony smoking cigarettes. Fast forward an hour or two and I'm alone on the balcony looking into the trees just over the fence and I find that everything is melting into one fractallized geometric pattern, the trees and organic material that is, that I can then further manipulate into whatever I wanted to see. That then lead to the realization that all the psychedelics plus the dissociatives, and goddamnit once again the weed 8) had lead me once again to a very psychedelic headspace in a very non-conducive atmosphere. While I enjoyed that part of the night, I do wish I had taken it easier on really the weed I guess which is what turned it psychedelic, and just "rolled". But damn, was that strong. Sitting on the balcony cross legged my entire body conjoined / melted into one continuous golden white vibration, totally apart from this world. It would have been amazing had I been on my own and able to listen to some great music, but trying to hold it together around others was a bit difficult.