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***PLEASE NOTE: This is my second time writing out this account, so if it sucks, I don't care. (fuck you "autosave")****
I got a half oz of lovely shrooms this past weekend. A group of 6 of us gathered at my friend Liss' house to take advantage of a house void of parental units. It was Liss' first time, while the rest of us have tried shrooms at least once. Rob, Joe and I are all fairly experienced (I couldn't give you a number of times at least) and we had been experimenting with higher doses of late (my highest dose was 5 grams - but they were shitty shrooms in the end and the high was minimal). Mike and Amy had both tried them twice before. Back to the dividing! Amy and I each took 2 grams. Rob, Mike and Liss each did 1, and Joe had the left-overs.
We ate them with peanut butter, and I had some bread with them too. I have to say that my body knows that taste now, and will fight like the dickens to keep them out of me. Rob was having a hard time downing his as well. We switched on some cartoons, everyone sat around chatting and smoking pot. I got absorbed into colouring (I have to tell you, colouring while on shrooms or acid is just delightful!)
They were fairly powerful shrooms and within the hour, the walls were breathing, shadows were darting around in my periphery and colours looked spectacular. I had an overall feeling of peace. We decided it was time for a walk. Liss went to get a sweater from upstairs, but soon called down that she wanted to wear the one that Amy had borrowed. Amy went (assumably to make the trade) and immediately there was shrieking and what could have been laughter coming from upstairs. Concerned for Liss having a bad first experience, I dashed upstairs to find Amy lying on the landing, dragging herself down the hall by her arms "I can't walk... I forget how... what do I do?!", Liss, standing in front of her closet with her head in her hands, swaying. "I want the sweater Amy has on... make her give it to me"
I turn around to talk to Amy and she's sitting on the floor looking up at me. I say "Can melissa have that sweater please Amy?" And she says "But I can't walk." (I was killing myself laughing this whole time, it was the funniest fucking thing ever) "Okay, but you don't need to walk to take off the sweater." She takes it off... "I can't walk." I give the sweater to Melissa. She makes some hilariously random comment that I can't remember anymore and runs down the stairs. "I CAN'T WALK" I give amy a couple of pointers (feet down, head up, etc... ) and we head off.
We get outside (it's about 1:30 now). We are in a subdivision in Newmarket. There are 6 of us. One of us is eating bread out of the bag. I'm on shrooms, and I can still tell that we look pretty suspicious. I mention that we might not want to be wandering the main streets in a group of 6 with a bag of Wonderbread and Amy who may or may not remember how to walk for the duration of the trip. Someone suggested the back yard and we all jumped on it. (Sometimes, I find that I want to go out and have adventures when I'm on shrooms, but this time, it felt somewhat dangerous to be outside the confines of the house.)Amy and I lay down in the grass and looked at the stars. Eventually there were 6 of us lying across the back yard tripping out. We saw three or four consecutive shooting stars (very trippy). Amy got the giggles and passed them to me. I couldn't listen to the laughter in her voice without dying laughing myself.
We sat outside and smoked for a bit and then eventually moved back in to the house. We sat around the kitchen table talking until about 3 and then we drifted our own ways. Rob and I went home and got into bed and the last thing I remember is thinking about how soft skin really is. It was a lovely trip on a lovely night!
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I need some shrooms!