DOSE: T+ 0:00	28 mg	oral	2C-T-7	(capsule)
T+ 3:10	125 mg	oral	MDMA	(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

170 lb

[3:06am]
'This is what is meant by 'ecstasy'. They should have just told us this; they should've printed it in one of Shulgin's books.'

I recently had the privilege of experiencing 2C-T-7 and MDMA concurrently.
The following are my impressions of the evening:

[10:20pm]
Ate 28mg gelcap of 2C-T-7. At the advice of practically everyone I'd talked to, I made sure my stomach was good and empty. Watched my friends each take some pure MDMA dissolved in water.

[10:25pm]
The MDMA began to work on my friends. Wow, that was fast.

[11:30pm]
Felt some twinges like the 2C-T-7 was beginning to hit me. Decided to stave off any nausea which could result from the 2C-T-7 by smoking a bunch of kind bud.

[12:00am]
Felt some body effects and slightly increased persistence of vision. I'd call this T+0 for the 2C-T-7. Smoked some more pot.

[12:30am]
By this point I'd been waiting two hours and I'd felt anxious and right on the edge of tripping for half an hour. When does this shit come up?

[12:50am]
Set myself down on a nice mattress, listened to some techno, closed my eyes, and THERE it is. With a little imagination, I was saturated in closed-eye visuals; endless patterns of images I could decipher at any point, all changing rapidly and bouncing in time with the music. The music itself demonstrated amazing depth and tone; I could deconstruct any unertone or backbeat in the air, recognizing many patterns and features of the songs I'd never noticed before. Oh, and I chewed a pen cap into oblivion. Jaw-clenches. Yeah.

[1:30am]
For forty minutes I'd steeped, swum, and explored in a mental seascape of music, rhythm, and my subconscious. It all felt very controllable and very positive. Once I determined the trip was going to be a great time, I decided to go for the gusto. 125mg MDMA (aq)...gulp.

[2:00am]
Good Christ. The E had hit me like a 10lb mini-sledge to the skull, so 2am saw me rolling like crazy and tripping balls to boot. Open-eye visuals present; mostly trails and persistence of images, but also a lot of general wonder at the world around me. Closed-eye visuals were still quite strong.

[3:00am]
After listening to more good music, I was awash in a sea of fruity goodness. I found myself quite introspective; instead of just the carefree ass-kicking trip of the 2C-T-7, there was added a layer of emotional probing and pondering the incredible dynamic of the people around me.

[4:20am] !

[4:45am]
Ventured out in search of food with some friends. I wasn't wearing shoes, so I knew I'd be booted from the diner quicker than you could say 'ringworm'. I didn't particularly care; wasn't it enough to just walk in the gorgeous pre-dawn haze? The street lights were radiant, and the construction sites and deserted streets and fog looked like a scene from Blade Runner. also popped some Prozac.

[5:00am]
Kicked out of the diner. :) I walked home in wide-eyed wonder at the wonderful world around me.

[5:30am]
Upon returning home, I'd no sooner gone to my room than I managed to embed a good-sized (2mm per side?) cube of glass in my left heel. After trying unsuccessfully to remove it by hand, I proceeded to the bathroom to remove it using a knife. Now, normally this would be a chore I'd begrudgingly accept (comes with the barefoot territory), but I found the task positively engrossing---pleasant, even. With a slight smile and a splash or two of gore, I scooped out the offending hunk of glass and decided to put some socks on.

[6:00am]
The effects of the 2C-T-7 are pretty much done with, and the E was in its bug-out-neurotic-no-sleep-zombie stage. Sleep? Heh. Sure. I smoked some more weed instead.

[7:00am]
I finally felt calm enough to get into bed.

[~8:00am]
Dozed off, and had a reasonably ok 'night' of sleep.

End Note:
Sometime in the morning, as humans are wont to do, I peed. While gazing relievedly into the urinal, I saw superimposed over the several-hole drain grafitti in the pattern of the word 'LUCKY'. Judging from this and the general character of the trip, I'd have to call this 'lucky-flipping'.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 1357
Gender: Not Specified
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Oct 4, 2000	Views: 21,351
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