I feel like it's time to mention that since July 24 "someone who isn't me" has consumed hallucinogens and/or entactogens on 10 occasions.
July 24: SWIM ate a pink star pill, went to a party, was offered and ate a tab at the party, went back to my friend's place relatively early, sat around bullshitting and watching the Electric Sheep for the rest of the night, enjoyed himself thoroughly (but the pink stars make for some scrambly thoughts and shitty short-term memory on the comedown, he's not sure he likes that)
August 1: ate two tabs, went to a Quentin Tarentino themed dance party, smoked a couple bowls with a girl he had just met a couple days earlier (and who he is now in an EXTREMELY happy relationship with) after walking her home at 4 AM, went back to the party, danced like a marionette on speed, meditated while sitting on a subwoofer during Skream's "In For the Kill" remix (one of the best dubstep songs ever), enjoyed himself thoroughly
August 8: accidentally dosed himself on active levels of 2C-E and 5-MeO-DiPT (unknown proportions thereof), hung out with said girl (relationship had started by this point), enjoyed self thoroughly despite unexpected nature of trip (mainly because of girl)
August 16: attended Burning Man regional fundraiser event in NYC, licked two drops of absolutely fantastic liquid acid, danced like his life depended on it (probably better than he ever has), had long rambly conversations with aforementioned girl, walked around NYC for the following day coming down happily
August 22: shared doses of 5-MeO-DiPT with said girl, fucked all afternoon (it's the best drug for sex, period, he believes)
September 1: dosed on 2C-E with a group of friends at Burning Man, danced, watched sunrise
September 3: shared doses of 5-MeO-DiPT with recent acquaintance at Burning Man, had sex on open 40-foot-tall elevated rotating bed for which he received standing ovation from nearby audience
September 4: dosed on DOC (acid substitute that causes 20-24 hour trip), watched massive pyrotechnics display, ate "energon cube" (acid sugar cube), found 20 hits of acid and a capsule with a small amount of mystery drug on the ground, ate two of the hits and gave the rest away over the course of the night, spent all morning (of 9/5) driving around desert on school bus (which had been stacked with monstrous inflatable orange worm things to make it look like an undersea creature) sitting on massive sound system drinking Bloody Marys and getting off intermittently to dance, climb on art projects, and eat vodka watermelon. During late morning, made ill-advised (but ultimately not damaging) decision to snort capsule of mystery found-on-the-ground drug, currently believes it to have been 2C-I or 2C-E based on size of dose, symptoms of tripping, and the fact that there are actually few other things that would make sense. Took steam bath and came down in the late afternoon and early evening of September 5.
September 6: ate half of another energon cube and a THC Rice Krispies Treat, tripped slightly uncomfortably (and definitely unexpectedly) hard, watched magnificent black-light theatrical interpretive dance ensemble, ultimately enjoyed self thoroughly
September 12: shared doses of MDMA with aforementioned girl (not Burning Man acquaintance), had an absolutely lovely afternoon
Maybe someone who isn't me should slow down. He expects to, anyway.
