Yesterday was probably the weirdest trip I have ever had. My friend Ryan visited from California, we only see him like 2 times a year, so he does frequently visit, but still, he was one of our best friends, so it's still a big deal when he visits. So anyway, he wanted to trip, and I was like, "Yeah, I'll trip with you." So, Tom, myself and Ryan get ahold of some good ole LSD. We take it at approximately 7. By 7:30 we are feeling it, and we're watching the Woodstock DVD. Now, according to Ryan he trips all the time, and according to other people they've even tripped with him. Yet, about 45 minutes into the DVD Ryan is saying, "Turn it off please, I can't watch this." and so we turn it off and turn on some music, we're walking around and such and Ryan just keeps looking at us asking, "What time is it?" "8:30" then 5 minutes later, "What time is it? I need to grasp something real, you're real, he's real, they're real...what else is real?" So basically, he's freaking out, but in an incredibly calm way...and we keep talking to him and trying to take him on walks and shit like we were doing but he just doesn't seem to want to do anything...basically, Ryan is out of his mind...he's completely lost reality, and he's doing fine it turns out cause all he wanted to do was sit in quiet and take it all in and turn hear the sounds of nature. So then, because he's visiting from Cali, he's staying with our other friend Chris. So Chris calls and is like, "Hey, is Ryan there? His dad wants to talk to him." (Ryan doesn't have his own phone) so we tell Chris that "Ryan is here, but he's tripping, he can't talk to his dad." But Ryan overhears this and he's like, "My dad? I want to talk to my dad, he's real." So of course we keep him away from talking to his dad and he forgets about it 5 minutes later. Yet, his dad starts calling us and the other two sober (well, high only on pot) people that were there. And is exclaiming, "It's a family emergency we need to talk to Ryan. Please, if you know where he is call us back, call your friends and find out please it's important." (Found out today it actually was a family emergency) So anyway, someone not at Tom's let word to Ryan's dad that he was at Tom's. Ryan's dad and the kid didn't know where "Tom's" is because Tom has his own appartment, but we were at Tom's parents cause they were gone for the week and told us we could trip there. Anyway, after a while, one of our friends like a complete dumbass tries to let Ryan talk to his dad over the phone thinking it would be like a, "Hey Dad. Yeah I'm over at Tom's. Alright see you in the morning" type thing like usual. So then Ryan's dad demands that Ryan give the phone to the dumbass friend that let Ryan borrow his phone. So dumbass friend lets it slip that Ryan is tripping, but to save Tom and I's ass says that Ryan just showed up here tripping and didn't know who gave it to him. Ryan's dad shows up about 15 minutes later as Tom and I hide upstairs, thankfully his dad just picked him up and left. Yet, when Ryan left he was just like, "Yes! My dad's here! Finally I can go home!" Despite all of our efforts to just get everyone to make sure Ryan didn't come in contact with his Dad, and just let him worry about it in the morning...Ryan had to come face to face with his dad and relatives tripping complete balls... Basically, after this it was pretty much 10:00 and we had been tripping for 2 and a half hours...so the next few hours Tom and I just talked in complete silence because we were still tripping, but so dissalusioned at what had happened that we didn't feel happy or anything anymore. And the weirdest part, is Ryan called me today and thanked me. Yesterday was the most fucked up day...ever.
how many doses did ryan drop? anything under 4 and you can USUALLY pull of communicating with parents etc., if you have had enough experience with phycedelics. you just have to worry about hiding them big old dialated pupils....
