DOSE: T+ 0:00	6 hits	sublingual	LSD	(blotter / tab)
T+ 1:30	1 bowl	smoked	Cannabis	(plant material)
T+ 2:30	2 glasses	oral	Alcohol - Hard	(liquid)
T+ 3:30	repeated	oral	Alcohol - Hard	(liquid)
T+ 5:30	3 bowls	smoked	Cannabis	(plant material)

BODY WEIGHT:

170 lb

During the Winter of 2005 I came across some good quality LSD. I had only tripped on the substance twice before, but I am very experienced with other hallucinogens. LSD is tough to come by in Northern Virginia where I live, at least with the few connections I have. So I purchased 8 hits and took 2 the weekend before to test it out. I tripped a little bit and got a lot of morphing and coloration changes, but no visuals, leaving me a little disappointed. The LSD was relatively cheap so I had planned to go into school to take a test and then go home sick right after and chomp down all six of my remaining tabs.
I woke up excited next morning, eager to begin my trip. It had just begun to sprinkle snowflakes on this beautiful Virginian morning. I arrived to take my test at 8:00 AM sharp. I brought the LSD with me and had decided that I wanted to be tripping when I got back home, so 15 minutes into my 45 minute examination, I ate my tabs.

T 0:00 - At precisely 8:15 AM, I ate all six tabs, then hurried to finish my test.

[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
T 0:30 - By the time I finished my test I was coming up strong. I handed in my test, and scurried out of school. It was strange leaving, the patterns on the floor began morphing. I decided to walk into the bathroom to check myself and take a piss before hitting the road. My pupils were very dilated and I had the appearance of someone high on drugs. It was still snowing when I got out to my car, so I hopped in, popped some good tunes in my CD player, I think it was United States of America, good stuff, and proceeded to make the 30 minute drive home.

T 0:45-1:30 - The snow has lightly dusted the grounds on the highway that I travel on and the wind is blowing the snow around, giving the road the appearance as though the ground was moving. Also, I would like to clear one thing up. The trees are covered with snow, which reminded me of Narnia. I felt blissful and tranquil, eager to get home and rip out my bong.

T 1:30-2:30 - I arrive at my house and greet my dog, a shaggy, black-haired dog who is always around me. He has smoked with me on a lot of occasions and I believe he enjoys the habit. Whenever I arrive home from school, I always take him outside and rip a bowl before my mom gets home. He sits right beside me and looks up at me, eager to get a shotgun. It is now snowing very hard, and I look outside to see that my car is completely covered, so I decide to take my bong out and box it up. My dog is terrified of the snow, so he wouldn't come along. I enter my car and put in some Grateful Dead to back my trip. I proceed to smoke at least an eighth of pot, and by the time I exit my vehicle I am tripping exceedingly well. I decide that it's such a nice day, so I should go for a walk. I grab my iPod and go walk around my neighborhood, which is a truly gorgeous piece of land, with tall trees, nice houses, and woods surrounding it. I walk around for about thirty minutes but decide to go back inside cause I was cold.

T 2:30-3:30 - There is a hill beside my house that is pretty steep that has since been developed on, but ever winter my brother and I make a ramp at the top of it and jumps at the bottom. The ramp is solely used to collect speed. I grab my snowboard and go out and mess around for a little while, though I am physically inept at this point and can't land a thing. I walk back inside and make a few cocktails and watch a movie, the Doors.

T 3:30-5:30 - I'm still tripping delighfully hard. My own trip experience completely correlated with the movie, which I only realized until after the movie. I'll admit it, I am an alcoholic, so I found many parallels between me and Oliver Stone's inaccurate portrayal of Jim Morrison. I was tripping almost at my peak when the band goes out into the desert to do acid. As I am making more and more drinks and getting a little drunk, Morrison breaks away from his band and starts doing cocaine and drinking to excess, just as I am now doing. By the end of the movie I'm still tripping, but not nearly as hard as before.

T 5:30-7:00 - I go to smoke a few more bowls to try and get back up. It works surprisingly well. I decide to make a fire cause it was getting chilly in my humble abode. As I look into the fire, I see tremendous colors, brilliant and vibrant colors, colors that I didn't know existed. The flame turns solid gold and I am absolutely enthralled by the whole experience. I watch a little while longer then retreat to my room to play guitar.

T 7:00-12:00 - My trip comes to a close in these hours. All in all it was a great experience, that lead to the creation of my new motto when it comes to hallucinogens: trip hard or don't trip at all.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 45974
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Jan 7, 2018	Views: 892
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