So, we are all drug users (I'm sure) and all have our favorites.
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[–]heapofjelly 1 insightful - 2 fun1 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 2 fun - 1 year ago* (6 children)
I hate to join the cliché train, but for me it was meth. In the late 80s and early 90s, ephedrine was stupidly easy to get by the kg, there were "diet shops" selling all manner of "white cross" pills out the front door, and canisters of pure e out the back, so for a while, we had stupid amounts of crystal. Not even for sale, just for friends and ourselves.
It came to a head for me after a murder and the related investigation by state police got into my head. I had abso-fucking-lutely nothing to do with it, but I was questioned about it because I had been in the apartment less than an hour before it happened. It related to a fairly notorious bike club - not HA or Outlaws, but if I said the name, someone would certainly recognize it I had been hanging out with a few "hangers around" types. One of them lived with this insanely hot redhead I had a thing for, and they let me around because hey, free speed. I got to meet a guy who was in the club, he made meth, and I taught him how make cat by oxidizing rather than reducing (CrO2). Their whole social circle was completely different than anything I had been around before (me: computer geek with EFF and -cDc- stickers on my 286 laptop; them: Harleys and .45s. Yeah, you think bikers use chains and hammers, but not these guys...) So out of my comfort zone I go, cranked up on gogo and trolling for cute biker twat and excitement.
So I am in this apartment with like a dozen guys, someone starts to squabble, I leave when it starts to look like shit might happen. Maybe a fight at the most though. So the next day, my buddy tells me so-and-so stabbed then new guy and cops are looking for him. A few days later, we pop by that apartment, ignoring the black and yellow police tape on the door. The whole inside of the place looks like it has been destroyed, carpet is all cut up and the walls and refrigerator are covered with gray shit (fingerprint powder). Carpet around where it is torn has blood on it, presumably cops took it for evidence or something. One of the guys I was with starts cutting carpet up mumbling about a ritual - some of these guys were into black magic or some stupid thing - their group was into some pretty fucked up religion that had a racist component, something about how lighter skin is closer to god. Look, whatfuckingever, I just want to go balls deep in this girl, I didn't make a study of the asinine shit that some of them believed. So anyway, while we were there, cops came. I guess neighbors called them when they heard us. Two uniformed idiots. We were in a crime scene where we weren't supposed to be, and we were smoking weed. It was kinda funny - there was street parking directly im front of this second floor apartment, and it was snowing pretty hard, and instead of bothering to bust us for the pot, one of the cops just chucked our little porcelain bowl out the door. I guess the snow had obscured his view and he didn't remember the crowded street parking out front, because he threw it and turned back to face us and there was a loud BANG as it hit the window or door of a car and the surprised and embarrassed look on his face just accented how damned funny it was.
Anyway, so he had our IDs, and shortly after, the SBI questioned me, I guess they had a big investigation of this group in general and the murder was just one more part of it. I didn't know shit and they saw that, but the whole thing was like rubbing my face in the fact that I was just out of my league in this group. A few days or a week later, I was flying down snow covered mountain roads in the middle of the night with my headlights off, wired out of my mind on a three day binge, and sure they wee following me. I was parking on neighborhood side streets running through people's back yards, in the front of all night grocery stores and out the employee doors in the back, jumping off the loading dock and into bushes behind the store - all to get away from fucking nobody. I had long conversations with people who turned into rays of light and disappeared, hell, you guys know the drill. A shit ton of IV meth and days of no sleep or food will make a new (and lesser) man out of you.
A short time after that, I was on a payphone (thank you redbox, my trusty modded Radio Shack dialer) asking a friend in my home state to wire me a train ticket home. I left literally all my belongings including my car and started from scratch. This would be '92, I think.
Believe it or not, this isn't a stimulant post, unless you count thec150 mg armodafinil I took at about 6 this morning. It is just long and rambly because you asked for it, and it was fun for me to relive for a few minutes. Now I am going to join my wife in sleep. Tomorrow I have two early meetings and an AIX box to apply some fixes to, and I dislike screwing with AIX, so I need my sleep.
[–]samwhiskeyMethod of Destruction[S] 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun - 1 year ago (5 children)
Yeah, meth is probably my second. Liked it, loved it, hated it, wanted more, swore it off, etc. I really liked the shadow people though. My wife and I were seeing the same shit multiple times. Also the damn phantom radio stations when the fan was blowing or the shower going. That was weird, especially when we heard the same song playing.
Lost a job over it but it was a shit job and got a great one a couple months later. I'd like to enjoy it again but I'm too damn old for that shit now. Maybe a lesser stim like NEP...maybe.
[–]DrHorribleMaster of Delusion 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun - 1 year ago (4 children)
One of the reasons I have steered clear of meth, I can stay awake for 3 days without any drug. Figure if I did do it I would be up for a week or more.
[–]samwhiskeyMethod of Destruction[S] 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun - 1 year ago (3 children)
Meth was fun but lasted way too long. Also make my prostate swell (happens when you get older), which wasn't fun because I literally couldn't piss. Only happened on really high doses though.
I liked staying up and hitting the shadow people stage but my wife and I are compulsive redosers so it really took its toll on us. NEP is more my speed because it doesn't last as long, no harsh comedown, and you can snort it often, which is fun.
Probably staying away from stims for a good long while. Maybe forever. It's kinda the same with dissos as I loved them but probably not a good idea to introduce it back it.
That leaves lsd, 2cb, 4homet, weed, possibly other psychs.
[–]heapofjelly 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun - 1 year ago (2 children)
I always forget about 2C-B. It might be even more fun than MDMA, maybe the best of Sasha's magical half dozen. I recently saw a vendor advertising presses, I think 26 mg, for a tasty price, but it was on either Nightmare or that other market, the one that bills itself as being supportive and friendly. In any case, I didn't feel warm and fuzzy about the transaction, and these days it seems prudent to air on the side of caution. 2C-B isn't rare, and there was no reason to jump. Especially on a market that I don't feel entirely good about yet. It would have been an impulse buy anyhow, but having a stash of Nexus could have been cool.
I've never tried 4-HO-MET. Loved 5-MEO-DIPT, DPT and of course 4-ACO-DMT though. Is 4-HO-MET in that tactile/shroomy ballpark?
[–]samwhiskeyMethod of Destruction[S] 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun - 1 year ago (1 child)
Kinda, but not much mind fuck (like 2cb). Great body high and really colorful visuals (not really in the sense of patterns, just colors like electricity). I didn't really like 4aco but that might have just been the batch.
[–]heapofjelly 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun - 1 year ago (0 children)
I honestly can't distinguish between 4-ACO and boomers. 4-ACO is more predictable dose-wise, IMHO, but it is equally chatty in the head (to me). You know how acid and 2C-B are like driving, and shrooms are like an Uber with a talkative driver. 4-ACO does that too. Sometimes it is good, sometimes it is annoying.
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