The Young Geezer
Bluelighter
Tramadol Hcl - Methylphenidate - Cannabis - Alcohol
it's 5:20 am right now, at 5:03 I finally puked, and as I'm writing this I'm smoking a j and starting to comedown from a pretty funny day.
So this week I've been slacking around, I'm changing times and courses at college so no times to follow and no stress, exams are over for most of my friends, and we can hang out all together again, an old friend from our high school who went to live to LA 2 years ago is visiting, and I'm in a pretty good terms with my family, you get my frame of mind.
Anyway yesterday my friend J who's been living in los angeles for the past 2 years or year and a half, something like that came to my place after we met at a party on the weekend and gave me and my friends a hell of a surprise by being back in buenos aires, he brought a 1/2 oz of pretty good cali nugs with him and I was kinda running out of time whn we met yesterday, so we just smoked hits from my double-chamber bong and then he gave me like 1.5 g's as a present, in this places buds so dank are very rare (even the dank is shitty here), so I was pretty excited, I called my very good friend E who had finished some of his exams and was also free for the day, and we decided we were gonna have a "trip" today, so I called my sketchy pharm and asked him for a box of ritalin (30 x 10mg pills, 300mg of methylphnenidate), I took 20 mg of zolpidem smoked a couple of bowls of the nugs and went to bed. Today I woke up and after getting some boring duties done downtown E calls me and we arrange to meet at 5pm, at 3pm I went to a pharmacy and bought a vial of liquid tramadol which contained 1 gram of tramadol hcl (the third world is like that), then I went for lunch and started to think what a good evening we'll have.
At 4:26 pm I took 200mg of tramadol and went home
so at 5pm E arrives, we speak for a while, and he's very eager to try tramadol (the strongest opioid he had ever taken was propoxyphen) so I give him 150mg at around 5:15 and I start feeling my first dose, as I count the drops of his, then we took what was left of the dank and I rolled a very nice j which E and I smoked with my sister, the weed was kinda creeper so my sis and E seemed kinda dissapointed, but then I put some music and started laying guitar and looked at E and by the look on his face I know he was starting to feel the tramadol too, we have some laughs and then my sister (whicxh didnt knew about the tramadol) leaves and we decide to drink some beer, we drink 20 oz each of cheap local beer and play our fav psx game (wc98), things were laid and funny, lots of jokes and talk.
Then E stands up and his eyes are all red and his pupils are smaller, he is enjoying himself and I'm enjoying watching him enjoy as the game ends and I stand up to see the weed is still coming up and so is the tramadol, it was 6pm and I took 150mg more and E took 100mg, we play some music, smoke about 3 grams of commercial weed and we talk about different topics and everything fels comfortable and positive, I start to overenjoy the lighning of my room, then J calls but I don't understand much of what he's saying, but we won't be able to hook up with him today, some mins later while we where climbing to blissland te phone rings again, my ritalin box has arrived, we go and pick it up and have some beers with the pharm guy. It was 9pm now and we were both extremely fucked up, we buy some coronas and guinness and come back to my place, I turn all the lights out except for a black light and a lava lamp and E experiences his first "nod" as I'm comforted by how well and easy things are going, I crush up 60mg of ritalin and E and I snort half each, music is played, long conversations are held, we remember some old times and watch some photos, pretty chill.
It must have been 11pm by the time I went to get us some guinness from he fridge, and I was helding conversations with myself on the way there.
I come back into the room and E is nodding again wearing sunglasses, we snort 60 more mg of ritalin each and start calling our good friend Y , but he had gone out. at 0:10 we decide take our last dose of trmadol, (I wrote the times and doses in my arm) I take 100mg and E takes 50mg and finally are able to find our good old friend Y, at 1:30, 20 minutes later he's here, so it's all cool, getting fucked up with my 2 best friends, just like in the high school days.we smoke 3 good sized joints drink more beers, and Y plays us on the stereo 3 different mixes of the last song he recorded, I engage in a long convo about it with him, and I realize I'm at the "peak" of this cheap urban 3rd worldish pharmaceutically-based trip, more music, more psx, more laughter, more weed, E says he's feeling kinda nauseous, but smokes some weed and says it's better so we got back t beer drinking and do 30mg more of insufflated methylpheidate each (E and Me, Y just sticks to the herb), more great convo fills the air, and brings joy and positivity flooded thoughts, then a less closer friend of ours, (M,who's a total slob, but he's an ex-cocaine addict, has some issues and a car and does't take our drugs
) calls saying he's bored and asks if we wanna go for a ride with him, at this point it seemed ok so we smoke some more bowls snort 20mg methylphenidate and at 2:40am we are in M's car.
M must be he worse drivwer I know, fellow bluelighter Aiken Drum sworn to never go in a car he drives ever again after one ride, I warned Y about it , but we laughed.
We are at the car and it's really cold outside and there were cops everywhere, we stroll around different parts of towns watching bums,cars, lots of cops and nightwalkers, m's driving sucks but it's not as bad as other times, by this time E and I were rapidly talking like machines due to the ritalin, and he remembered he left his ID at home, and says he's starting to feel nauseous again, which I do too. time goes by in this fucked up state admiring the streets and having convos not as good as the ones in my room when suddenly I hear E saying "NO!" and the car jumps up so fast I was wearing a hat and it fell of my head, it hits the ground and jumps again, then it stabilisez and we look at each other in amazement, I don;t remember what we said but we were all pretty shocked and amused, I started realizing what just had happened, and all of the different things ehich could have had, with the ritalin in my brain and the adrenaline kick I start overanalyzing and try to tie events together and find secret meanings, but the booze and tramadol rescue me and take me back to a "well, fuck it, we are aliver, so let's not take this too seriously" mode, which was what was needed., we get out of the car cause it starts smelling like gas fumes, when we go out we se the front lights and one of the rear ones are broken, there's gasoline leaking, then exhaust slightly out of place and the driver seat got all loose and semiuseless, we get on the car to go back but the noises are really weird, so M says we are gonna have to push the car and park it with the engine off, it was 4:40am E,Y and me walked 5 blocks pushing the car on the streets to park it with no avail, the scene was almost surreal, the tramadol and methylphenidate were still there but I knew it was the beggining of the end of the trip.
Finally we parked the car in front of a police booth and M will call the mechanics tomorrow, at 4:45 we take a taxi, each one goes home with his comedown, at 5am after some reading at bluelight a violent need to vomit comes and luckily I make it to the toilette, after about 3 minutes of puking I realize I';m still fucked up and overanalytical, so I come here and smoke joint, then I start writing this, stop in the middle to roll another joint, and it's 6:33am now, I ain't sleepy, nor have any plans for th next minutes/hours, there is a comedown feling, but it's very tame compared to a 100+mg ritalin comedown, the weed is neutral at this point, except for calming my stomach.
My heartbeat was stable and not very sped-up throughout the whole trip, it was a nice "legal" not expensive combo, the substances involved were more due to a demographic factor than another thing, but I think we gave them a pretty good use, and even though the end of the experience waas not what I hoped on hindsight it'll be one of those trips you'll always remember, I had a great time with my friends E and Y, and I made the decission to never again get on a car driven by M.
it's 5:20 am right now, at 5:03 I finally puked, and as I'm writing this I'm smoking a j and starting to comedown from a pretty funny day.
So this week I've been slacking around, I'm changing times and courses at college so no times to follow and no stress, exams are over for most of my friends, and we can hang out all together again, an old friend from our high school who went to live to LA 2 years ago is visiting, and I'm in a pretty good terms with my family, you get my frame of mind.
Anyway yesterday my friend J who's been living in los angeles for the past 2 years or year and a half, something like that came to my place after we met at a party on the weekend and gave me and my friends a hell of a surprise by being back in buenos aires, he brought a 1/2 oz of pretty good cali nugs with him and I was kinda running out of time whn we met yesterday, so we just smoked hits from my double-chamber bong and then he gave me like 1.5 g's as a present, in this places buds so dank are very rare (even the dank is shitty here), so I was pretty excited, I called my very good friend E who had finished some of his exams and was also free for the day, and we decided we were gonna have a "trip" today, so I called my sketchy pharm and asked him for a box of ritalin (30 x 10mg pills, 300mg of methylphnenidate), I took 20 mg of zolpidem smoked a couple of bowls of the nugs and went to bed. Today I woke up and after getting some boring duties done downtown E calls me and we arrange to meet at 5pm, at 3pm I went to a pharmacy and bought a vial of liquid tramadol which contained 1 gram of tramadol hcl (the third world is like that), then I went for lunch and started to think what a good evening we'll have.
At 4:26 pm I took 200mg of tramadol and went home
so at 5pm E arrives, we speak for a while, and he's very eager to try tramadol (the strongest opioid he had ever taken was propoxyphen) so I give him 150mg at around 5:15 and I start feeling my first dose, as I count the drops of his, then we took what was left of the dank and I rolled a very nice j which E and I smoked with my sister, the weed was kinda creeper so my sis and E seemed kinda dissapointed, but then I put some music and started laying guitar and looked at E and by the look on his face I know he was starting to feel the tramadol too, we have some laughs and then my sister (whicxh didnt knew about the tramadol) leaves and we decide to drink some beer, we drink 20 oz each of cheap local beer and play our fav psx game (wc98), things were laid and funny, lots of jokes and talk.
Then E stands up and his eyes are all red and his pupils are smaller, he is enjoying himself and I'm enjoying watching him enjoy as the game ends and I stand up to see the weed is still coming up and so is the tramadol, it was 6pm and I took 150mg more and E took 100mg, we play some music, smoke about 3 grams of commercial weed and we talk about different topics and everything fels comfortable and positive, I start to overenjoy the lighning of my room, then J calls but I don't understand much of what he's saying, but we won't be able to hook up with him today, some mins later while we where climbing to blissland te phone rings again, my ritalin box has arrived, we go and pick it up and have some beers with the pharm guy. It was 9pm now and we were both extremely fucked up, we buy some coronas and guinness and come back to my place, I turn all the lights out except for a black light and a lava lamp and E experiences his first "nod" as I'm comforted by how well and easy things are going, I crush up 60mg of ritalin and E and I snort half each, music is played, long conversations are held, we remember some old times and watch some photos, pretty chill.
It must have been 11pm by the time I went to get us some guinness from he fridge, and I was helding conversations with myself on the way there.
I come back into the room and E is nodding again wearing sunglasses, we snort 60 more mg of ritalin each and start calling our good friend Y , but he had gone out. at 0:10 we decide take our last dose of trmadol, (I wrote the times and doses in my arm) I take 100mg and E takes 50mg and finally are able to find our good old friend Y, at 1:30, 20 minutes later he's here, so it's all cool, getting fucked up with my 2 best friends, just like in the high school days.we smoke 3 good sized joints drink more beers, and Y plays us on the stereo 3 different mixes of the last song he recorded, I engage in a long convo about it with him, and I realize I'm at the "peak" of this cheap urban 3rd worldish pharmaceutically-based trip, more music, more psx, more laughter, more weed, E says he's feeling kinda nauseous, but smokes some weed and says it's better so we got back t beer drinking and do 30mg more of insufflated methylpheidate each (E and Me, Y just sticks to the herb), more great convo fills the air, and brings joy and positivity flooded thoughts, then a less closer friend of ours, (M,who's a total slob, but he's an ex-cocaine addict, has some issues and a car and does't take our drugs
) calls saying he's bored and asks if we wanna go for a ride with him, at this point it seemed ok so we smoke some more bowls snort 20mg methylphenidate and at 2:40am we are in M's car.M must be he worse drivwer I know, fellow bluelighter Aiken Drum sworn to never go in a car he drives ever again after one ride, I warned Y about it , but we laughed.
We are at the car and it's really cold outside and there were cops everywhere, we stroll around different parts of towns watching bums,cars, lots of cops and nightwalkers, m's driving sucks but it's not as bad as other times, by this time E and I were rapidly talking like machines due to the ritalin, and he remembered he left his ID at home, and says he's starting to feel nauseous again, which I do too. time goes by in this fucked up state admiring the streets and having convos not as good as the ones in my room when suddenly I hear E saying "NO!" and the car jumps up so fast I was wearing a hat and it fell of my head, it hits the ground and jumps again, then it stabilisez and we look at each other in amazement, I don;t remember what we said but we were all pretty shocked and amused, I started realizing what just had happened, and all of the different things ehich could have had, with the ritalin in my brain and the adrenaline kick I start overanalyzing and try to tie events together and find secret meanings, but the booze and tramadol rescue me and take me back to a "well, fuck it, we are aliver, so let's not take this too seriously" mode, which was what was needed., we get out of the car cause it starts smelling like gas fumes, when we go out we se the front lights and one of the rear ones are broken, there's gasoline leaking, then exhaust slightly out of place and the driver seat got all loose and semiuseless, we get on the car to go back but the noises are really weird, so M says we are gonna have to push the car and park it with the engine off, it was 4:40am E,Y and me walked 5 blocks pushing the car on the streets to park it with no avail, the scene was almost surreal, the tramadol and methylphenidate were still there but I knew it was the beggining of the end of the trip.
Finally we parked the car in front of a police booth and M will call the mechanics tomorrow, at 4:45 we take a taxi, each one goes home with his comedown, at 5am after some reading at bluelight a violent need to vomit comes and luckily I make it to the toilette, after about 3 minutes of puking I realize I';m still fucked up and overanalytical, so I come here and smoke joint, then I start writing this, stop in the middle to roll another joint, and it's 6:33am now, I ain't sleepy, nor have any plans for th next minutes/hours, there is a comedown feling, but it's very tame compared to a 100+mg ritalin comedown, the weed is neutral at this point, except for calming my stomach.
My heartbeat was stable and not very sped-up throughout the whole trip, it was a nice "legal" not expensive combo, the substances involved were more due to a demographic factor than another thing, but I think we gave them a pretty good use, and even though the end of the experience waas not what I hoped on hindsight it'll be one of those trips you'll always remember, I had a great time with my friends E and Y, and I made the decission to never again get on a car driven by M.
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