Let me preface by saying that I have taken xanax a few times before on its own, and I've smoked weed before and drank before, but I haven't tried this particular combination before. I should also note that I'm currently on accutane (isotretinoin) which states not to consume alcohol while on, although my doctor says one or two drinks are fine. I've interspersed chat logs from the experience, which are collapsed via the NSFW tag, you can read these if you feel like it but they aren't really crucial to the story. Also a warning for the record: mixing benzos and alcohol is a bad idea.
Yesterday evening around 7 pm I decided to chill out from a rather stressful week by popping 1mg of xanax. I figured it'd be nice to just chill out and get to bed early, helping to reset my schedule. (I seem to have this issue where I tend to go to bed/get up around 1 hour later each day until I end up sleeping during the day and staying up all night, but I digress).
A little while later my friend calls. I'd say about 90%+ of the drug related experiences in my life have involved him, so we tend to have this effect on each other where we do stupid stuff together that we would have known better than to try on our own. Anyway, so I tell him I'm not really feeling fucked up enough and I decide to take out the green dragon I had made (a bottle of everclear I had with some weed clippings in it that had been sitting around for several weeks). I down a single shot of everclear and decide that's enough since a) I really shouldn't be drinking 'in excess' and b) because i read alcohol and benzo's potentiate each other. I figured one shot of everclear would equal about two drinks, plus the xanax should put me into a good state.
Fast forward about a half and hour later (from this point my memory gets a bit fuzzy). I'm feeling both the effects of the xanax and alcohol (not the weed yet) and I'm on the phone with my friend still. Well, after the combination of me not feeling fucked up enough and my friend calling me a pussy, I decide to snort another mg of xanax, per my friend's recommendation.
Xanax tends to have this kinda 'snowball effect': you start off okay, but then get so apathetic about things when the idea of doing more (xanax or other drugs) pops up, you just think, 'eh fuck it, it's okay' and do it.
At some point after railing the xanax (don't quite remember), I decide I'm still not fucked up enough and take another maybe 2/3rds of a shot of green dragon.
My chat logs say that at about 10:45, my roommate arrives from drinking with two beers in his hand. He knows i'm not supposed to drink so he hands me a beer, probably mostly as a joke / to be a dick by tempting me, and I immediately start to open it. He says 'woah man, are you sure about that?' and I reply 'what?' to which he says 'relax, i'm not telling you how to live your life or anything'. So I proceed to start drinking the beer.
At this point the weed must have started kicking in because I started getting hungry and fantasizing about ordering a pizza with a lot of enthusiasm.
Instead I make a chicken sandwich and start watching tv while chatting online. For the life of me I can't follow the dialogue on the tv show, which I eventually figure out is 'House'. I can follow the conversation I'm having on AIM, but I'm rambling and coming up with all these crazy ideas, which furthers the idea that I must have been high at that point.
After an hour two more of tv then nonsensical conversation, I decide to go to sleep. I set my away message to 'do sheep-ochondriacs dream of electric anti-sheep? food for thought' or something ridiculous like that. I seem to recall dreaming that I got up and harassed my roommates / did something crazy around the apartment, but since they didn't say anything this morning I figure that must have just been a dream.
In retrospect, I felt really great, but with the fuzzy/shitty memory that goes along with xanax. Also I didn't really like the side effect from the weed that causes me to overthink everything and just be silly in general. The doses I took from each were fairly low (~2mg xanax, ~4-5 drinks, tough to estimate the amount of weed since it's in solution), and were spaced out over several hours, so things turned out fine but I could easily see it taking a turn for the worse.
This kinda sums up my warning:
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Yesterday evening around 7 pm I decided to chill out from a rather stressful week by popping 1mg of xanax. I figured it'd be nice to just chill out and get to bed early, helping to reset my schedule. (I seem to have this issue where I tend to go to bed/get up around 1 hour later each day until I end up sleeping during the day and staying up all night, but I digress).
A little while later my friend calls. I'd say about 90%+ of the drug related experiences in my life have involved him, so we tend to have this effect on each other where we do stupid stuff together that we would have known better than to try on our own. Anyway, so I tell him I'm not really feeling fucked up enough and I decide to take out the green dragon I had made (a bottle of everclear I had with some weed clippings in it that had been sitting around for several weeks). I down a single shot of everclear and decide that's enough since a) I really shouldn't be drinking 'in excess' and b) because i read alcohol and benzo's potentiate each other. I figured one shot of everclear would equal about two drinks, plus the xanax should put me into a good state.
Fast forward about a half and hour later (from this point my memory gets a bit fuzzy). I'm feeling both the effects of the xanax and alcohol (not the weed yet) and I'm on the phone with my friend still. Well, after the combination of me not feeling fucked up enough and my friend calling me a pussy, I decide to snort another mg of xanax, per my friend's recommendation.
Xanax tends to have this kinda 'snowball effect': you start off okay, but then get so apathetic about things when the idea of doing more (xanax or other drugs) pops up, you just think, 'eh fuck it, it's okay' and do it.
At some point after railing the xanax (don't quite remember), I decide I'm still not fucked up enough and take another maybe 2/3rds of a shot of green dragon.
My chat logs say that at about 10:45, my roommate arrives from drinking with two beers in his hand. He knows i'm not supposed to drink so he hands me a beer, probably mostly as a joke / to be a dick by tempting me, and I immediately start to open it. He says 'woah man, are you sure about that?' and I reply 'what?' to which he says 'relax, i'm not telling you how to live your life or anything'. So I proceed to start drinking the beer.
At this point the weed must have started kicking in because I started getting hungry and fantasizing about ordering a pizza with a lot of enthusiasm.
NSFW:
me: dude i just crafted a masterpiece
me: this fucking sandwich was handcrafted by angels with ingredients made of fairy dust
me: despite the amazing graceness of this sandwich, i must admit
me: i long for pizza, like a favored mistress
me: like im fucking one girl but secretly wishing it was another chick
me: well im wishing this sandwich was pizza
me: even though im in love with this sandwich
me: i dunno if this is registerable in the upper cortex
me: this fucking sandwich was handcrafted by angels with ingredients made of fairy dust
me: despite the amazing graceness of this sandwich, i must admit
me: i long for pizza, like a favored mistress
me: like im fucking one girl but secretly wishing it was another chick
me: well im wishing this sandwich was pizza
me: even though im in love with this sandwich
me: i dunno if this is registerable in the upper cortex
After an hour two more of tv then nonsensical conversation, I decide to go to sleep. I set my away message to 'do sheep-ochondriacs dream of electric anti-sheep? food for thought' or something ridiculous like that. I seem to recall dreaming that I got up and harassed my roommates / did something crazy around the apartment, but since they didn't say anything this morning I figure that must have just been a dream.
In retrospect, I felt really great, but with the fuzzy/shitty memory that goes along with xanax. Also I didn't really like the side effect from the weed that causes me to overthink everything and just be silly in general. The doses I took from each were fairly low (~2mg xanax, ~4-5 drinks, tough to estimate the amount of weed since it's in solution), and were spaced out over several hours, so things turned out fine but I could easily see it taking a turn for the worse.
This kinda sums up my warning:
NSFW:
me: fuck man
me: i inteded this evening to be like 'eh ill take a small but of xanax to chill out and get to bed early'
me: now im contemplating shutgunning this beer
me: plus i can't remember shit that happened in the past couple hours for shit
me: i inteded this evening to be like 'eh ill take a small but of xanax to chill out and get to bed early'
me: now im contemplating shutgunning this beer
me: plus i can't remember shit that happened in the past couple hours for shit
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