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A Summer Night in Etizo-Land
Etizolam & Beer
by slushburger
Citation:   slushburger. "A Summer Night in Etizo-Land: An Experience with Etizolam & Beer (exp107997)". Apr 16, 2020.

  repeated oral Etizolam (liquid)
    repeated oral Alcohol - Beer/Wine  


[Erowid Note: The doses described in this report are potentially life threatening. The amount taken is beyond a heavy dose and could pose serious health risks or result in unwanted, extreme effects. Doses such as this have been known to cause hospitalizations and/or deaths. Sometimes extremely high doses reported are errors rather than actual doses used.]

It was the summer and I had been basically living on floatie tubes the river, and working when I could find it. I was riding my bike and drinking almost always. I got off a job as a geoduck harvester and I was real tired from crouching in the estuary all day. My buddy called me and let me know he had something to try so I rode my bike over to his place. He told me about etizolam, 'tizz' and I said it sounded great so he squirted 2 mg in my mouth.

Now I've taken my share of binges and bouts, whether it was a bottle of antique morphine I found, a few months of weekly shrooms, coke being provided at every show I played when I was in a band, benzo and oxy and vicodin hunting throughout high school, MXE, K, 25i-nbome (fuck that).

The way he administered it was by suspending the powder in a liquid form, which was dosed at 1 mg per microliter, as he told me. The only way to accurately measure this was in a syringe, which he would hold and I would crouch down and open wide, trying to get it under my tongue. I really liked the effects immediately and took some dabs, sat around the house for a while and asked for a bit more when I started to feel my head bouncing in that all-too-familiar way. So he gives me 6 more mg, and I pull out a six pack. But it wasn't that familiar, it was more energetic for me than Xanax or other benzos, and it was GREAT.

Wow, I thought. I need some of this. This is what's gonna get me out of my funk. I'll administer 1 mg a day and I won't have to worry about what others think anymore. Next thing I know I'm staring down at my cash paycheck and trying to trade it in for 100 mg of 'Tizz'. My buddy has nothing to put it in, except for an empty Vape juice/e-liquid dropper. I look down, one hand holding my second beer, and the other holding the dropper, which is a completely inappropriate way of dosing such a powerful chemical.

My buddy gives me the lowdown, you know, don't drink on it. One beer is alright, but more than that will get you crazy fucked up. Which I interpret as 'more fun.' Like, when you hear those warnings you are either the type to say 'oh ok thank you for telling me this sir, I'll make sure to keep that in mind so I don't ever do that,' or 'oh thank you sir, I'll keep that in mind cause that sounds fun as fuck!' So we're dabbing and I'm drinking and I put a drop from the vape juice bottle on my tongue, which is definitely more than 1 mg. I finish my six pack, and decide to go get another. My buddy is trying to keep me from riding my bike but I veto that and get on it anyway.

I ride to to safeway, steal a bunch of random luxuries that I like but can't afford. Then Target. Then to a clothing store where I shove two pairs of shorts in my pants and walk out. I'm browning out at this point, drifting between states of consciousness. So I am riding my bike, and when I went down a steep hill leading to downtown, at some point I popped my tire, fell on my chin, scratched my glasses, and got up and kept riding. I got home and started calling phone numbers. I woke up with lots of outgoing calls to numbers that I didn't recognize. I became an absolute fool and confided in anyone that I had any social interaction with to a nauseating extent. I decided to go to the bar. I am 19 at this point but look older. I go to a goth bar a few blocks from my house and get in on my appearance and a real crappy fake ID and order an old fashioned or a whiskey sour or some such. I'm sitting on the stool and I slightly remember trying to make some comments or something, when the bouncer comes and gently reminds me that I need to leave. I stand up, put my hands up unthreateningly, and say 'I'M DOCILE' and walk out. That was the only memory I have for a few hours.

Apparently some of my friends were doing some trespassing next to my house when I got back from the bar. They were climbing on top of an adjacent building and I tried to go with them but they were like dude you don't look so good. My buddy told me I laid down in the parking lot next to my house with a backpack full of beer that I said was stolen from a fancy beer mart and a fancy grocery. He helped me inside my house to go to sleep.

The next morning I wake up, with that benzo feeling of 'fuck what did I do, thank god I didn't get arrested, but am I going to get arrested today?' There is a broken plant, fucked up glasses, a backpack full of stolen stuff, and my chin is caked with blood.
I looked at my bottle of 100 mg of etizolam that I said I would do '1 MG' a day of, and there was about 1/4 left. I had probably taken about 60 or so miligrams, a six pack of tall boys, whiskey.

Don't drink more than one or two beers on etizolam.

Exp Year: 2015ExpID: 107997
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 19 
Published: Apr 16, 2020Views: 1,414
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