I didn't write this, some crazy person, housed inside my body, wrote this
| Friday | 3:45 p.m. | took 4 packs of HB MG acid |
| 4:40 | after watching worthless winamp AVS i decide to lay down, only to look at the ceiling and find that it is flickering, as if i could see the refresh rate of the monitor it was being displayed on! | |
| 4:53 | took a ginger pill to help kill the nausea, more than last time i tripped on this stuff | |
| 5:05 | feels like i swallowed my heart and can feel it beating in my stomach, just above my belly button. Tounge piercing is also going wild aboot now. | |
| 5:10 | gererally crawling on floor, if i walk my legs hurt and i hang my head and arms like i'm a zombie, crazy shit | |
| 5:16 | damn quake3 is trippy, its like the reverse of frame rate lag, your mind can't keep up with whats going on the screen | |
| 5:30 | i just hit intense, felt 2 vibes out of the music surge through my veins, mouth is getting slobbery at times, trying to compare to an X trip, not as much visual as i would like, umm, feels like i'm beaming through portals kinda. | |
| 5:39 | OMG! its like a jolt of electricity, if i stop and think aboot it, it builds, then flows outward to my extremities, very intense, not dizzing. | |
| 5:55 | realixing that if i ever do this again, i'm only doing 3, not that this is too much, just that its not my style, ya know, to trip until my balls fall off. like earthquakes now, running over my body. and this GD sinus pressure is maddening! euhh. | |
| 6:00 | their building, like contractions, like i'm giving birth to a child that is gonna pop out of my head! wow. i wish i could turn it off, except i know i'd just turn it back onnn instantly... | |
| 6:12 | senseing this burning in my throat, getting worse, i'm gonig to eat a pancake that i make yesterday, and finish watching the movie | |
| 6:30 | since i have no companion for this trip, i am glad that my proxy server is still sane, at least i can get out to the internet. i think i'm still on the plateau of this trip. | |
| 6:35 | watching some winamp vis, Justin- Yay, its like winamp pulls your soul out, twists it, then makes u suck it back in to your body. | |
| 6:46 | nudity is always fun when on drugs, i live by myself so its cool if i do whatever i want. so i'm sitting there, butt nekked, in my bath tub, no water, looking at the faucet, thinking "shite, it just vibrated, i'm still trippin!" reminds me of the first time i ever saw an electronic video on MTV, it was some chemical brothers, an animation, but very clear cut. | |
| 7:04 | time is a little distorted, like i can slow time, increase the brain proccessing bandwidth, like think faster than time. | |
| 7:28 | i just had my first visual, i was passed out on my desk, looking past the edge of my keyboard at a lighter, when i see a woman's face, her eye is at the tip of the lighter, eyelashes are long, blinks a little, then it faded out, woo hoo, houston, we have made contact | |
| 7:52 | its not that i'm tired, just that my brain is too crapped out to make my body move, so i just lay whereever, like passed out and all. my body is most definetly here, i can feel every part of it, except my mind is so far from my body, it absolutely amazing. forgot to describe the ceiling, it was like water, i could twist my head to get a diff angle, and it would still be all floaty | |
| 9:14 | damn, its been awhile, i've been stuck on the plateau | |
| 10:04 | its a state of mad confusion, i'm chewing my yummy sausage biscuit, and i feel like a cow, like i have 4 stomachs and i can't decide which one to swallow it into. mad confusion in its purest form | |
| 10:23 | still going, making me think of club evos in KC, how awesome would it be to trip in that place, and have Orbital to play some good music, mmm good. the music has been pretty loud for awhile now, wondering what my neighbors think of me, i'm randomly yelling single phrase comments like "lordy", "mwhhaaaawhaaa", etc. anybody walking by outside has definetly heard it. | |
| 10:53 | damn it man, whos idea was it to make dillons close at night, ahh, where's a man to go to get some some fuckin donuts at night, eh? i gotta find some, maybe the gas station. | |
| 11:20 | i'm back, haahaa that was fun. i went up to the door of the gas station, at say 10:59, and i swear the door wouldn't open, i walk back to my car and watch as some dumb bastard walks up and opens that door, just like i tried to, i sat in the car for awhile, feeling like i was gonna walk up there and the clerk think i was gonna rob the store, at about 11:12 i must have went up and pushed the door hard enough to open this time, found my donuts, not in a timely manner may i add, paid the clerk, went back to the car and came home. | |
| 11:57 | something gives me the idea to sleep, i doubt it will work. | |
| saturday | 1:05 a.m. | started to drink a 180 energy drink. |
| 1:24 | gotta go to sleep. | |
| 12:40 p.m | after sleeping on and off since 9 this morning i decide to wake up, its finally over. |