Wow, while coming down off an 22 mg oral dose of 2c-c this evening the funniest commercial I have ever heard came on the radio. It said, "Open your mouth, ignore the pain your gonna get some novocaine." This cracked both my boyfriend and I up. If this comercial had been played a couple hours before... holy shit that would be rather freaky. Like a shitty line in a movie where the murderer uses novocaine to kill his victims. eeek. But thankfully we were most of the way down by that time. Hahaha.
Looks like a collection of trip stories. This is 25 mg of 2C-E oral, and 6.5 mg insufflated, per each of us 2. Only one other guy dosed with me, and there was one sober guy accompanying us, and there was another sober guy trying to get a few off of me. There were three pills, and my friend handed them to him. Then there were only two pills. We tore apart the car for a long time. We soon found it on the front passenger seat, when the pills were passed from the left front to the right back seat. There's no real explanation for how it got there. But during our search, my tripping partner got the "suddenly aware" sensation you sometimes get when you're tripping; your stream of consciousness stops and you have to survey your surroundings and re-create a stream of consciousness. This is right in the middle of the search. The two sober guys, tearing apart the car, me standing there smoking a cigarette, and the other guy just looking all around at the visual patterning. Then some random dude drives into the parking lot, and literally just goes backwards and forwards about 8 fucking times, without ever turning the wheel once. He had to have been drunk; either that, or just plain retarded. My friend starts yelling at the mutual friend trying to buy from me saying, "I know what this is. He drives back and forth to cause confusion while you steal the pill!" and he started approaching the other random car, I guess to try and tell him also, "I know what's going on here." It was quite hard to explain to him, "We don't know who in the fuck that dude is." He was pretty convinced that the other guy was just as much a part of our situation as he and I were. Much hilarity. Pretty much it says: Don't give someone a handful of pills. Give them one pill at a time or you'll run the risk of having to tear apart a 91 Ford Probe in the middle of a completely dark parking lot and having your incredibly fucked up friend approach some dude you don't know.
