This aint a trip report, sorry for all the crap before the questions.. Skip to the bottom to miss the "trip report" kinda rambling.
So I hadnt had a shot or even touched any meth for a good few years and a friend talked me into getting on with them. They'd been talking up how pure the shit is they get since the day i met them... I was always thinking yeh whatever, how many times have i heard that fucking sentence. So anyway i go over their house and we both smash around a point of this rock they claim to be pretty decent. I had it and kinda just looked over in disgust like are you for real.. what is this crap? Didnt rate it at all. It felt like i'd just had some pretty average rock. They basically said yeh no shit but thats still some very nice stuff you shot, almost nobody would be disappointed with that... im just testing the waters before i give you a taste of the pure.
So an hour or two goes by and he brings out the goods. He's telling me this is half a point kinda shit. Do a point and youre going to be sat in the chair like a retarded quadraplegic for the next hour, and thats people with a fucking tolerance. So he eyeballs a point for us both and im getting a little hesitant. Ive had some mindblowing shit before and related to what he said, but i was using a lot back then. So i tell him to take a couple of the bigger chunks out of the bag and he goes you know what, fuck it, and throws another couple in each of our bags. So were talking just over a point now. At this time im like fuck it lets do this shit.
I mix up and look over to them and theyre just fucking around getting a drink or some shit. Im like you having a shot with me now or what. Theyre like nah i dont need anymore right now im cooked. Fuck that i said, get over here and have a shot with me you weak cunt.
Im fixing my shot and theyre just watching over me in anticipation. He just wanted to see how i would react. So i pull back and push down on the plunger. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I've had some shit before but fuckkkkk meeeeeeeeee.
My mate quickly comes over and grabs the fit off me, not like i could fucking do anything... I couldnt fucking see. My eyes were rattling so hard i couldnt see a fucking thing. Every hair on my body was stood on end. A hot rush came over me followed by my ears ringing for a good 5-10 seconds. Jaw locked like a pitbull. I had a vocabulary of like 10 words. I could barely move. The next 5-10 minutes all i did was froth over the intensity of this shit. I would probably lay someone out if they acted that way after a shot of anything. Unless i'd had it before, then i would just be sitting back enjoying the show.
So i couldnt talk, couldnt walk, I was getting these eye wobbles so my vision was shot. I was basically a vegetable, and loving every second of it.
Stayed this way for about 15 minutes before i managed to roll off the couch and crawl over to near my mate where i tried to talk but it just wasnt happening. Composing a sentence was impossible. Not much later it got easier to move around, but still couldnt fucking stand. I had to learn to crawl competently first. First steps are such a treasured memory.
So half an hour after the shot my eyes are normal and im starting to be able to piece together words into something that actually makes fucking sense. It was still very difficult but. Not like trying and getting pissed off, just so fucked it didnt want to happen. You know what im trying to say.
All about the same time, no idea maybe 45 minutes in??, i slowly started getting my skills back. I was able to walk, but i looked like something from jurassic park. I could talk, but it wasnt the most coherent shit. i could kinda concentrate on shit. I managed to light a smoke, even smoked it. I was back.
As time passed, it got better. By better i mean i wasnt a cripple anymore, i was more like someone who had just had a shot of good meth.
Fuck ive rambled on and this is going to be annoying as shit to read. So fucking sorry.
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My friend says this is about as pure as it gets, you wont find it like this on the street (and i think thats probably a good thing)... By how much i had and how blown i got, i would agree with him.
What concerns me is did i punch above my weight or whatever, and just have too much for someone who has zero tolerance? Or was this possibly another chemical entirely?
I know meth. Well i thought i did. I know what its like to not be able to talk after youve just had your shot, how all you feel like doing is sitting there and riding out the rush for a minute. Hairs all on end and shit. I know (knew?) what banging great crystals feels like.
What i'd never had before was my eyes wobbling harder than if i was at the peak of some intense mdma experience. Being unwilling and almost unable to move or stand for so long.
Did i just do too much or does this sound like it might be another substance, or mixed with another substance?
Had i just never had a large enough dose of pure product before to experience this?
Was this a dangerous dose? was what i was exhibiting signs of taking it too far and putting myself in real danger?
What is strange is that when you are low on dopamine you get the movement disorders (parkinsons and shit).. Did i do so much my brain basically cut off the dopamine?
Alright, that will do. THanks.
So I hadnt had a shot or even touched any meth for a good few years and a friend talked me into getting on with them. They'd been talking up how pure the shit is they get since the day i met them... I was always thinking yeh whatever, how many times have i heard that fucking sentence. So anyway i go over their house and we both smash around a point of this rock they claim to be pretty decent. I had it and kinda just looked over in disgust like are you for real.. what is this crap? Didnt rate it at all. It felt like i'd just had some pretty average rock. They basically said yeh no shit but thats still some very nice stuff you shot, almost nobody would be disappointed with that... im just testing the waters before i give you a taste of the pure.
So an hour or two goes by and he brings out the goods. He's telling me this is half a point kinda shit. Do a point and youre going to be sat in the chair like a retarded quadraplegic for the next hour, and thats people with a fucking tolerance. So he eyeballs a point for us both and im getting a little hesitant. Ive had some mindblowing shit before and related to what he said, but i was using a lot back then. So i tell him to take a couple of the bigger chunks out of the bag and he goes you know what, fuck it, and throws another couple in each of our bags. So were talking just over a point now. At this time im like fuck it lets do this shit.
I mix up and look over to them and theyre just fucking around getting a drink or some shit. Im like you having a shot with me now or what. Theyre like nah i dont need anymore right now im cooked. Fuck that i said, get over here and have a shot with me you weak cunt.
Im fixing my shot and theyre just watching over me in anticipation. He just wanted to see how i would react. So i pull back and push down on the plunger. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I've had some shit before but fuckkkkk meeeeeeeeee.
My mate quickly comes over and grabs the fit off me, not like i could fucking do anything... I couldnt fucking see. My eyes were rattling so hard i couldnt see a fucking thing. Every hair on my body was stood on end. A hot rush came over me followed by my ears ringing for a good 5-10 seconds. Jaw locked like a pitbull. I had a vocabulary of like 10 words. I could barely move. The next 5-10 minutes all i did was froth over the intensity of this shit. I would probably lay someone out if they acted that way after a shot of anything. Unless i'd had it before, then i would just be sitting back enjoying the show.
So i couldnt talk, couldnt walk, I was getting these eye wobbles so my vision was shot. I was basically a vegetable, and loving every second of it.
Stayed this way for about 15 minutes before i managed to roll off the couch and crawl over to near my mate where i tried to talk but it just wasnt happening. Composing a sentence was impossible. Not much later it got easier to move around, but still couldnt fucking stand. I had to learn to crawl competently first. First steps are such a treasured memory.
So half an hour after the shot my eyes are normal and im starting to be able to piece together words into something that actually makes fucking sense. It was still very difficult but. Not like trying and getting pissed off, just so fucked it didnt want to happen. You know what im trying to say.
All about the same time, no idea maybe 45 minutes in??, i slowly started getting my skills back. I was able to walk, but i looked like something from jurassic park. I could talk, but it wasnt the most coherent shit. i could kinda concentrate on shit. I managed to light a smoke, even smoked it. I was back.
As time passed, it got better. By better i mean i wasnt a cripple anymore, i was more like someone who had just had a shot of good meth.
Fuck ive rambled on and this is going to be annoying as shit to read. So fucking sorry.
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My friend says this is about as pure as it gets, you wont find it like this on the street (and i think thats probably a good thing)... By how much i had and how blown i got, i would agree with him.
What concerns me is did i punch above my weight or whatever, and just have too much for someone who has zero tolerance? Or was this possibly another chemical entirely?
I know meth. Well i thought i did. I know what its like to not be able to talk after youve just had your shot, how all you feel like doing is sitting there and riding out the rush for a minute. Hairs all on end and shit. I know (knew?) what banging great crystals feels like.
What i'd never had before was my eyes wobbling harder than if i was at the peak of some intense mdma experience. Being unwilling and almost unable to move or stand for so long.
Did i just do too much or does this sound like it might be another substance, or mixed with another substance?
Had i just never had a large enough dose of pure product before to experience this?
Was this a dangerous dose? was what i was exhibiting signs of taking it too far and putting myself in real danger?
What is strange is that when you are low on dopamine you get the movement disorders (parkinsons and shit).. Did i do so much my brain basically cut off the dopamine?
Alright, that will do. THanks.