well, tonight i discovered that shrooms really just arnt for me. i went to my friends house at 8 30 or so, snorted a cap of whiskey (dont even ask) and walked to my other friends house about 10 minutes away while smokin a cb. around 9 30, me and my friend ate an eighth each and waited for shit to happen. i was not ready for the high. thinking shrooms was mostly just a visual experience i was not atall ready for how physical it was. so were all just chattin and feelin pretty good and seeing some minor stuff, nothing to amazing. a few other guys game over a little later, and they were not at all drug related people. it was probably the perfect definition of awkward, just not talking and putting on the occasional dane cook clip. they leave, then my dad comes, and im already feelin shitty bout the night. he asks me what i was drinking and then what i was toking. i just said nothing and sat in the silence. so now here i am, feeling incredibly depressed and hating the very experience that is shrooms. i dont know if that story made sense, or if it was at all exiting but ya, im out for now. peace
well you expected a night like that eating 3.5 g's of shrooms is a good set and setting for a first time? if you try again dont think of it as either a visual or physical experience, but as a mental one, see what your mind is made of, where it can go.
