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( , Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:30)
Tell us your pharmaceutically-influenced anecdotes, legal or otherwise. We promise not to dob you in to The Man.
Thanks to sanityclause for the suggestion
( , Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:30)
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Anouther unintentional and legal high
Never having had an interest in doing hard drugs, I've never had a real trip. This unintentional event is as close as I've been.
A friend of mine hosted a wine and cheese night. Being a student on summer break, he held it on a week night. Having work the next day, I drove round and didn't drink. I did eat an insane amour of cheese, enough to give me s slight head ache, which was odd. A point came in the evening when I was tierd and everyone else was drunk, so I bade a sad farwell and drove home.
My god my dreams were vivid, and strange, super strange, people kept switching shape, the general theams would jump about, all the colours I saw were so bright. It was like a cartoon. I kept dreaming that I'd woken up, so much so that it was a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream. When I finaly did wake up, I was convinced this was anouther dream, and decided I'd start to fly. Shockingly, I was still lying in bed and decided I was awake and that it was time for work.
Turning up at work, I looked a mess. Bleary eyed and messy hair, I shuffled into work. "You look like shit mate, what did you do last night?" asked a mate. "Urrrgh, too much cheese." was my response.
( , Mon 20 Sep 2010, 8:57, 2 replies)
Never having had an interest in doing hard drugs, I've never had a real trip. This unintentional event is as close as I've been.
A friend of mine hosted a wine and cheese night. Being a student on summer break, he held it on a week night. Having work the next day, I drove round and didn't drink. I did eat an insane amour of cheese, enough to give me s slight head ache, which was odd. A point came in the evening when I was tierd and everyone else was drunk, so I bade a sad farwell and drove home.
My god my dreams were vivid, and strange, super strange, people kept switching shape, the general theams would jump about, all the colours I saw were so bright. It was like a cartoon. I kept dreaming that I'd woken up, so much so that it was a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream. When I finaly did wake up, I was convinced this was anouther dream, and decided I'd start to fly. Shockingly, I was still lying in bed and decided I was awake and that it was time for work.
Turning up at work, I looked a mess. Bleary eyed and messy hair, I shuffled into work. "You look like shit mate, what did you do last night?" asked a mate. "Urrrgh, too much cheese." was my response.
( , Mon 20 Sep 2010, 8:57, 2 replies)
I love a good cheese high.
But the flashbacks when I go round the dairy department of Tescos is a nightmare.
( , Mon 20 Sep 2010, 11:34, closed)
But the flashbacks when I go round the dairy department of Tescos is a nightmare.
( , Mon 20 Sep 2010, 11:34, closed)
Haha
I used to eat cheese, pickle, gherkins and pickled onions before bed. Now THAT used to get me tripping.
( , Mon 20 Sep 2010, 17:53, closed)
I used to eat cheese, pickle, gherkins and pickled onions before bed. Now THAT used to get me tripping.
( , Mon 20 Sep 2010, 17:53, closed)
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