Pink Panther + Spakle E = Almost MDMA
I bought 2 each of Pink Panther and Sparkle E capsules earlier. The bloke in the shop said that Pink Panthers contained MDAI and were their best seller, and that the Sparkle E also contained MDAI. He didn't mention 2AI. Who knows what's really in them though? The packaging makes no mention of any chemical, let alone any dosages. Anyway, I wasn't expecting much - most of the RCs I've tried over the past year have been disappointing, and some completely useless.
I'd had some Magic earlier in the day (which was nice, but disappointing for the price) so I was eager to get high again. I picked up the capsules, did a little shopping, and then made my way to the bus stop. This is what happened...
(I wasn't keeping notes, so a lot of the timing is approximate.)
I'm a 27-year-old female, 5'8", about 160lbs. I'm a pretty experienced wreck-head, but do take things easier in my old age. Most of my heavy drug use happened 5-10 years ago, but there's been a resurgence recently with all of these interesting, allegedly legal, substances on offer.
Recent drug use: 1g Magic, half oral half nasal, earlier the same day; drank 5 bottles of beer the night before; smoked Squidgy Black two days ago and for most of the previous week (a legal herbal incense - the only good one I've tried, having missed out on all the pre-ban stuff); 1g MPA two weeks ago.
I had eaten very little before this experience - just a fried egg and 2 pieces of toast early in the morning. Here goes...
T+00:00, 5:45pm
Sat at the bus stop, took 1 Pink Panther and 1 Sparkle E with a little water. Sat fiddling with my iPod, playing music, looking for info on what I'd just taken. I didn't find much info. This was a complete guess, but based on the hour it took for 3 Red Rockets to kick in, I thought I might be able to get most, if not all, of the way home before any effects really took hold.
T+00:10
Bus arrived, totally crowded. I saw a little gap to sit in and went for it, as I didn't want to be getting messed up whilst standing in front of everyone. Put my headphones in, played Countdown, trying to ignore the other passengers.
T+00:20
Still playing Countdown on the crowded bus. I was getting a bit scatty, and had started to sweat profusely. I actually saw a drop of sweat fall from my fringe. Realised I was going to throw up and quickly got off the bus, stepping on someone's foot in my rush. Was sick a little bit 3 times outside a scummy-looking pub. A man asked if I was okay and offered to help me, but I said I'd be fine in 5 mins. It was Paddy's day, so lots of people were out drinking all day, but I felt that I probably looked messier than most. The man asked if I'd had one too many. I nodded and almost told him I'd taken something, but struggled to speak coherently. Managed to thank him and quickly scurried away! Walked down the road quickly, glad of the soothing cool air. Nausea quickly subsided, but I was pretty dizzy and very hot. All in all, it was a very similar feeling to coming up off MDMA (admittedly, it's been a long while, but a good MDMA high always kicked off for me with a bit of vomiting).
T+00:25
Sat at an empty bus stop to pull myself together. Having just been sick, I had a sneaky spit and blow of my nose. Felt pretty good, wanted to chat to someone. Tried to get on MSN on my iPod, but it wouldn't connect for some reason. I put Daft Punk on and kept walking. As I say, there was a striking resemblance to MDMA, especially in the physical feelings, being uncoordinated with slightly flickery vision. Emotionally though, it wasn't quite the same. I felt good, but it wasn't that love-everybody-fear-nobody feeling of MDMA.
T+00:30
I half-danced-half-marched towards the next bus stop, passing a man walking at about half my speed (ie he was walking at normal speed). Being rush hour, I still had at least a 30-minute bus ride to go. I jumped on the first bus going in vaguely the right direction. Initially sat at the front of the bus facing all the other passengers, which I didn't like too much, but I was enjoying Daft Punk and gazing out of the window. I moved to the back when some people got off, and sat opposite a young lad. I was breathing very deeply, and probably looking a bit freaky, my eyes darting about. For some reason, I leaned towards him and apologised, saying that I felt really fucked. He kept laughing to himself, which I didn't mind because I knew I probably looked quite funny. My heart was pounding, and I was breathing deeply, in a way I've only ever really known with MDMA. Got incredibly hot and took my cardigan off. Then someone opened a window and I put it back on. Reached the stop at which I'd have to change buses, said goodbye, and wobbled my way off the bus.
T+00:40
Caught my final bus and sat as far back as I could. At some point my iPod batteries had died, so I just tried to sit still and calm. Put a bottle of water in my bag without closing it properly, wetting everything inside. Still breathing deeply, heart pounding. I just closed my eyes and tried to avoid looking at anyone. (This experience may not be sounding great, but really, it was all good fun!)
T+01:00
Got off the bus not far from my home. Walked towards the shop, but couldn't find my bank card and the £10 note I had. Walked past the shop, thinking I'd lost them, but then I found them. Turned around and went back to the shop, for juice, coke and 10 fags. Still feeling rather like a space cadet in the surprisingly busy shop.
T+01:15
Arrived home at 7pm! It had been hard work getting home, and I was glad to be back. I put the radio on. It wasn't really the sort of music I wanted to hear, but I wasn't that bothered. Looked in the mirror. OMG! My eyes were like black holes! I looked wild, and wondered if I'd looked even worse a while ago. It would have been very clear that I was on something to anyone paying attention to my appearance. For over an hour, I think I just chatted to people on facebook and replied to a message someone had sent. I wish I hadn't replied, because it turned into a rambling essay. By now I was a lot less fuzzy-headed, felt bright and chatty, and hopefully wasn't too annoying.
T+02:40
My boyfriend came online. I asked him to give me a moment while I finished my epic message. I had planned to tell him what I'd done, but I was back in control of myself now. I thought my condition was no longer obvious and I didn't mention it. (See, he's very sensible and responsible - he wouldn't dream of being such a fool.) I'd also thought I might keep the other 2 caps for tomorrow evening, with half a mind to have some nocturnal fun. I'm not sure what he really thinks about me getting high around him though, and quite frankly, I just didn't feel very sexy. We chatted away, me probably sounding ever-so-slightly cheerier and more talkative than usual. The strong physical effects had pretty much worn off by now, just some plain stimulation remaining.
T+03:40
Still chatting to my boyfriend, but also pottering about, putting washing in the machine, texting my mum and so forth. We said goodnight a little after 9:30, by which time I was eager to get some music on and re-dose.
T+04:00
Played some more energetic music from here on. I put Daft Punk back on first, and also listened to Justice and The Prodigy. Justice were sounding strangely flat, but I enjoyed the others. Had opened the remaining packets now, and the Sparkle E capsule had split open. I tipped the powder out of the packet and got as much as possible back into the capsule. Swallowed both capsules, and sniffed a very small line of Sparkle E that was left. Felt no discernible effects from the little line.
T+04:20
Chatted to someone on MSN, starting to get a bit manic again. That rolling feeling in my stomach was coming on strong again. Not sure how long it took to come on altogether, but it built and built until I was sick again. I threw up a lot more this time, but there really wasn't much inside me to come out. I experienced that wobbly mind and body feeling again, but my vision stayed surprisingly good. My ability to read never diminished, as it would on MDMA (you know, like all the letters are on fruit machine reels).
T+05:00
I tried playing Donkey Kong Country, but wasn't very good at it. Must have died on the same level 25 times or more, making little progress. Playing a game on this stuff was quite underwhelming, whereas it had been thrilling earlier on the Magic. I gave up on DK, put another wash in, and did some dishes. I was feeling quite bouncy again, and bopped around the kitchen as I cleaned. I really wanted to have a good clean up of the place, but what I felt was not that focussed speedy buzz good for cleaning. I did try to have a tidy up, but my thinking was fractured and I'd forget what I was doing before I even started it. I did get a bit done though, mostly putting clothes away and putting things in the bin. The second time around, the buzz wasn't quite as fun as the first time. It was less euphoric, the interesting part didn't last so long, and every little annoyance seemed that bit more annoying. Nonetheless, it's still pretty nice for someone who enjoys feeling strange.
T+07:15
Not sure where the time went, but I was pottering about the place and all of a sudden it was 1am. Again, all I was left with now was residual stimulation. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, moisturised, and got on my bed. I listened to more chilled out music now, starting with Jean-Luc Ponty, my favourite comedown music. I played roulette, scribbling my bets down in a notebook. I was only playing with 10p units, but was totally in control and even won a couple of pounds.
T+08:00
Stopped playing roulette and went back to the jobseeker's allowance form I'd started filling in earlier (I'd lost my crappy job the day before). The JSA form took ages! Almost 2 hours I think. I was wide awake though, and it didn't feel like too much of a chore.
T+10:00
Still wide awake, I started looking through potential recipes for the weekend and writing a shopping list. Bookmarked a couple of recipe web pages, and I'm looking forward to trying them out. I still wasn't feeling ready for sleep, so I decided to write about what I'd been up to...
T+12:30
...and here I am, still writing. Sorry about that. I didn't mean to go on for so long. I've just read back through the entire post, editing and adding and snipping. Now I need to stop! I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow, but my body doesn't feel stressed. I anticipate a painless recovery tomorrow, but we'll see. I'm a little lost right now - been awake for over 24 hours, the sun's coming up again, and I'm still not particularly tired. Quite surprised to still be so wide awake, since my last dose was well over 8 hours ago. Fingers crossed I'll nod off when the music and light goes off.
IN SUMMARY...
Of the many different RCs and legal highs I've tried, this combination of Sparkle E and Pink Panther is the closest to MDMA that I've found (not that I've been actively looking for an MDMA substitute. I actually got very bored with MDMA after REALLY overdoing it.) To me, this feels more like MDMA than mephedrone does. It doesn't last quite as long as MDMA, and is not as euphoric, but it is a very good imitation. I wouldn't be disappointed to get pills of this quality on the street. Although I did get slightly out of control for a short time, it didn't last for long, I didn't get lost or hurt, and I was more in control than I would be on MDMA. I haven't really been gurning at all, but my eyes were TOTALLY blown the whole time, until I went to bed. Seriously, I mean like a millimetre of iris. I just went to the bathroom though, and saw that my eyes are back to normal. I don't know when that happened.
Whew! If you read all of that you should get a prize! Well hopefully something in there will be useful to someone. Night folks
