DOSE: T+ 0:00	120 mg	oral	Pharms - Ziprasidone	(daily)
T+ 0:00	300 mg	oral	Pharms - Bupropion	(daily)
T+ 0:00	20 mg	oral	2C-I	(capsule)
T+ 13:00	40 mg	insufflated	Codeine
T+ 13:00	140 mg	oral	Codeine
T+ 13:30	20 - 40 mg	oral	2C-I
T+ 0:00	repeated	smoked	Tobacco - Cigarettes
T+ 0:00	repeated	smoked	Products - Spice-Like Smoking Blends
T+ 0:00	repeated	smoked	Cannabis
T+ 0:00	repeated	oral	Diphenhydramine
T+ 23:00	1 glass	oral	Alcohol - Beer/Wine

BODY WEIGHT:

150 lb

2C-I Is a Bore!

Drug experience: vast. Alcohol, AMT (Lots!), LSD, MDMA, ketamine, DXM, GHB, morphine, fentanyl, dilaudid, klonopin, ativan, xanax, valium, soma, psilocybin mushrooms, psuedoephedrine, ephedrine, nitrous oxide, smoked cannabis nearly daily for 13 years; rolling, trolling, shrolling, strolling; and just for the novelty have minimal experience with adderall, crack, crystal meth, cocaine, MDA, LSA, 2ct7, absinthe, 5meoamt, 5meodmt, salivia divinorum, opium, nicotine patches in excess (ugh), hash, dusters, diphenhydramine, BZP + TFMPP (yuck! --Like being dipped in IcyHot!), and variations and combinations of all of the above, and probably some other forgotten drugs since the experimentation began in 1996 at age 18. At the current age of 31 (DOB ’78) I don’t do anything anymore but smoke pot, and I only do that when I’m awake, not at work, and not at school, so it could be worse. Also I do a high dose of morphine once a month. It’s been as slow as this for a long, long time, cos I’m gettin’ old.

So last week I gave my friend Mike eighty dollars and asked him to order some 2C-I. This was originally his idea, but I pursued it more so it was my money that was spent (around $55 for 100mg (5 trips) not bad). I’ve been reading about the legal chemical 2C-I since Mike told me about it last October or November and it is May of the next year now. We both still want to try it. We spent the weekend discussing who on the internet we were going to purchase it from. There is no way to know who is credible, very few reviews of any sites. We will just have to guess.

5-9-10 (Sunday)

To prepare myself: Today I’m beginning to read all the 2C-I reports to know what to expect. I was even inspired to start writing one of my own (this) because of that. After all, the guidelines say the days before are relevant, so I get to start already! Tomorrow Mike will order the 2C-I.

So obviously this trip has been in the works for a while now, and at this point after all the reading I am expecting something like 2ct7 which was sold as “synthetic mescaline” when I took it. It was somewhat comparable to trolling.

5-13-10 (Thursday)

The chemical has been ordered! There is no way to do that anonymously online. We tried. Big brother is a bummer. But it IS legal, so no fear.

Just a bit about myself and Mike since we will be tripping together, since that helps form the set of the trip. Mike and I have tripped together once before, a mild psilocybin trip; I have known him since last January (09) or so; he is a great friend to me, someone I trust, excruciatingly funny, and seems talented at the art of tripping. (For it *is* an art.) He has good music and likes happy thoughts.

My intentions for this trip: I don’t know what Mike wants out of the trip but I would like to suspend my disbelief in things like God, cosmic oneness/energy, and clichéd etc. I am an unshakable atheist, and I do not believe in the “spiritual world,” but I also know that while I’m psychotic I see these things—which I normally don’t believe in AT ALL. And they seem real…for that time…and it’s very beautiful, like my mind is doing art. Creating this beautiful world that’s all connected and is God. Very beautiful, even if it can’t be trusted. It is the same old universe it always has been, after all, when I come back from there.

5-17-10 (Monday)

Still haven’t received any tracking # from a place that was supposed to ship in one day, and it’s been three. Did I get ripped off? I will wait until Friday to email them and ask what’s going on. After all, I wouldn’t be this impatient if I was hooking up with weed. It’s probably a bunch of stoners running that business, lol. What should I expect? I should deal with them as though I were hooking up with a friend, and be patient.

How the hookup goes somewhat seems to determine how the trip goes (for me), so I have included all this extra info on that as part of set and setting.

5-19 (Wednesday)

I got my tracking number and the company was legit! That was the main thing. Glad I didn’t write a bitchy customer letter like I might have years ago and then kicked myself. Now: the package is actually at a post office In My City, and HAS been since the morning of Monday 5-17, (it’s Wednesday night), but for some reason it has not yet been delivered. Usually mail in this city goes out in one day, and it has been 2.5 days. Did they lose it? Fuck, what next. I knew it. It’s always something. I didn’t even mention all the hangups I had actually ORDERING it, but there were plenty, and this is just one more. I’ll just keep being patient. The preparation for the trip, including the nature of the hookup, is for me a part of the mindset I have on the trip.

Other drug interactions: I am taking Geodon 60mg 2x daily and Wellbutrin 300mg extended release 1x daily for Bipolar Disorder with severe psychotic episodes. Don’t get the wrong idea when I say psychotic, even though my natural state of mind is like an acid trip when I take my meds I am as normal as the next guy.

I plan on stopping the Wellbutrin several days before the trip since it is a stimulant-like drug and may result in over-stimulation (I can’t even drink a 12 oz caffeine soda anymore with that shit, it’s like a bad meth trip). I don’t have depression, EVER, I take Wellbutrin to contradict the weight-gain from the antipsychotics. So technically I don’t really need it for my sanity. I will not skip any doses of the Geodon, because that is my sanity, and I plan on having it with me when I trip in case I need it!!

P.S. I just heard from my friend D. that they just made Sally D. illegal in Alabama (where I live). Damn them! Maybe it IS like getting walloped in the face with a layered brick of rainbow concrete, and then feeling like *I* did something seriously wrong, but it shouldn’t be illegal!!

5-20-10 (Thursday)

The post office has declared my package “lost.” Damn, that was anticlimactic! I will just order again. I probably wouldn’t take it until I am finished reading ALL the 2C-I reports, anyway. So who cares, no delay. I get my money back also, I bought Priority Mail Insurance! Been a great week otherwise!

The most valuable thing I’ve come away with after reading 3 of 5 pages of 2C-I reports is that Dramamine/Benadryl (diphenhydrinate/mine(?)) can eliminate the nausea associated with this drug. That’s definitely true in the case of opiates (I can take 180mg and not puke for a while if I pre-dose 1 hour before with 3 benadryl). So why not with 2C-I? This report will also determine the effectiveness of that technique. Also, I’ve learned that 20 mg, while not a small dose, is not a large dose either so I will do that and whatever Mike wants to do he can do. Also, Benadryl could relieve the snot buildup associated with 2C-I. So I will be taking Benadryl, and recommending that Mike

5-21-10 (Friday)

Re-ordered the Shite, and finished reading every last 2C-I report. Now I feel prepared.

5-25-10 (Tuesday)

Finally! The package has arrived. Mike & I set plans for this Saturday night. I am full of butterflies!

5-29-10 (Saturday….trip day!)

I’ve spent the week watching Law & Order reruns on Netflix. I slept 6 or 7 hours last night after watching the Lost finale, which was beautiful and had me bawling. This morning I went to work across the bay at 9:30am to 1:30pm and work was fine, uneventful, I was the only one at the office except my boss who came in for an hour or two and who turned on some horrible Christian pop music for my listening pleasure while he was there. I hate pop. While at work about 9:30-10am I had 2 greasy McDonalds dollar-menu items for breakfast and a Fruitopia, all utter junk, and did not eat again for the rest of the day because supposedly fasting makes you less nauseous. My mindset was happy and full of nervous anticipation.

I got home from work around 2:30 (long commute), got a shower, fucked around on the computer for an hour watching more Law & Order reruns, and left my apartment at about 4:10, arriving at Mike’s apartment downtown at 4:35. I showed him my notebook and told him I wanted to write a trip report and that I would be writing down the effects during the experience. I also showed him the other stuff I brought: Vitamin C Orange Kool Aid, some CDs, Mojo Botanical Incense (which is legal and is as good as kind bud in my opinion) and bug spray. I did not reveal to him that I had brought glowsticks, they were going to be a surprise once the hallucinations started.

Mike’s apartment was cozy, spacious and clean, with good furniture to relax on. I listen to techno and Mike listens to alternative, so we decided to alternate CDs throughout the evening. We had at least 2 and at one point 4 sober/stoned trip sitters for this trip.

The weather started out bright and hazy and hot this morning, and a thunderstorm broke out as it usually does in the early afternoon, adding to the steam in the air. I live in the rainiest city in the USA.

There was no analysis done on the material but we felt sure that it was pure. No one else had tried any yet; we were the guinea pigs. No one else that I know has tried 2C-I, period!

For Mike, who works at night and sleeps during the day, this was a “morning” trip. For me, it was really 4pm. I woke up at 7:45am.

I dosed Benadryl at 4:54 and Mike chose not to take it. Within an hour he was puking, but I never felt the slightest bit nauseated. Benadryl does help that! He was like the control while I tested the independent variable of bendadryl. After I took Benadryl, I tried to smoke some Mojo with Mike but it made him feel like he was smoking incense and gag. I got high by myself then as he broke up the 100mg into 5 equal piles. He’d decided to dose 20mg too.

The afternoon thunderstorm was atypical in that it had continued more than an hour. In fact, it rained well into the night. So we never went outside. Bummer.

At 20mg I was expecting something between a moderate and a strong trip. After two hours I still wasn’t feeling anything, but from reading the 400+ reports I knew it could take up to this long.

At the three hour point I was feeling definitely different, but I had smoked some cannabis for the first time in several days (bought Mojo this week instead…I switch…they are not cross-tolerant, which can help me stay high all the time) but I had the sinking feeling the “different” feeling was just that…the cannabis. I had been expecting something REALLY visual, but even by the 4th hour had not seen the slightest pattern or color change, morph, melt, etc. How had those other trip-report people compared this drug to several hits of LSD? I would have much rather had some LSD. The visuals had been the part I was looking forward to the most. I never broke out the glowsticks, because there were never much on tracers. There was no head trip, but I expected that from the reports.

It didn’t feel ANYTHING like MDMA. The only similarity *I* would draw is that it is also hard to pee. But not real hard either. Not like on a good roll where I can’t piss to save my life. Mike didn’t mention anything about it being like rolling either, and he also did not see visuals. He described the body feeling as “annoying” where I thought it was plain neutral: it kind of felt like that burned-out feeling I get when “cracked out” the morning after a rave or something, but there was not the normal negative feeling associated with this. I didn’t feel cracked out, my body just had that low-voltage mildly-burning, aching speediness that I’ve had, but without the bad feelings. Totally a neutral feeling about this.

Also the thing about producing more snot than usual is true.

Mike was quiet the first hour or two, and come to think of it so was I. I had been looking forward to talking to him but he was really into the TV—King of the Hill. It was okay. I missed my BF but she doesn’t like me taking weird drugs around her, just pot and alcohol only. I am a social creature and I have lots of friends, family, and companions, but in a lot of ways, I walk alone. Mike is the only person I know who trips now. It kind of makes me feel bad about tripping.

Then I suggested some music because I thought it would make me trip harder. We listened to 3 of Mike’s CDs and then ½ of one of mine. Which was turned off one song before my fav song of all time (The album was Chemical Bros. Exit Planet Dust—their best!—and the song was “One Too Many Mornings.”) So the music situation wasn’t exactly fair but I am used to this being the only one I know who enjoys techno when they’re NOT rolling, and hey, Mike was letting us use his apartment and his friend was getting us high and everything else was great. So whatev.

Everyone else! Oh yeah, in this time we were joined by Mike’s roommate and his girlfriend. Later two of their friends came too. They were living in reality, and their normalcy made me feel more normal. Damn, was I even tripping? If I had to ask, it wasn’t enough. I don’t see what the big deal is about this chemical. It’s a bore.

Okay, yes, I guess I was tripping. I would not have driven anywhere, but that’s because my pupils were dilated, but not all the way, and the fact that I didn’t want to drive didn’t mean I was tripping enough to be satisfied with 2C-I. AMT was soooo much better, as far as research chemicals go. AMT was THE SHIT!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, I thought about making the trip part of this trip report totally short after the long build-up to make a purposeful let-down ending that would end with….”I dosed…and I sat there. Huh. All that buildup for THAT? That’s what it’s like taking 2C-I” Which it was.

But I wouldn’t do that to y’all, or to Science: I will tell you ALL that happened. Here’s something cool: the fact that I wanted to trip harder was the only bad thing about the experience. I had fun hanging out with them all. The conversation was okay. Nothing existential. Nothing deep. Just an ordinary long, long, long conversation and the watching of TV.

We smoked copious amounts of ganja throughout the night. I hit the whippet and Mike did not take his. That was the best moment of the trip; I think I did see visuals then. But not great ones. It was a real head rush as usual, but it just felt like Nitrous. A total and sustained euphoric mind-gasm. So was the GB [gravity bong] hit I took. I started heading for the couch as soon as I took the hit in one huge quick toke, as I felt I was going to pass out, but couldn’t get past everyone to the couch and then the feeling went away while I was still standing and I was relieved.

I’d say I was fully down from 2C-I by 13 hours after taking the dose, about 6am, though my eyes were still dilated at that point, so obviously it was still affecting me. It was affecting me mostly in the way antibiotics affect me: I could not feel it. I watched the sun rise in the beautiful eastern view of the sky from Mike’s apartment. Not the first time lately I’ve watched the sun rise, due to my insomnia. I noticed my heart racing in the last 2/3. I thought my chest hurt but then figured it was from the 25 cigarettes.

Mike seemed to have tripped harder than me, even though he might have thrown up some of the drug. Why? I don’t KNOW that he tripped harder, maybe because he was quiet. But that doesn’t mean anything; I was quiet too. But it seemed like he tripped way harder than me. We never really talked about our night yet.

Mike went to bed at 3am and I stayed up unable to sleep yet. I hadn’t felt any special connection with him or anyone else. I take that back, maybe I felt like I wanted to get to know Mike's roommate's girlfriend better, she is cool and very talented.

My emotional state was neutral to happy through this experience. I had no difficulty carrying on a conversation or starting one up. I had a couple of thoughts that struck me as odd, but again no real head trip and I have thoughts that are odd every day, just most of the time don’t pay attention because I’m not experimenting on myself. It could just be that I was tired by then. After everyone else went to bed and I smoked 3 bats of Mojo, and then I could almost visualize visuals, they were very faint, kaleidoscopic. I was a little bored. I did not have any insights. I did not get horny, though I felt if I were to touch myself or be touched I would enjoy it.

There was a cat in this trip too, it played with my hair and it felt relaxing. Didn’t seem my sensation had been heightened. Again, 2C-I is a total bore.

This experience was neutral to good, now that it’s 13 hours after dosing. If I did this shit again it would have to be in combination with something that would make it more interesting. I wondered if my antipsychotic had anything to do with me not tripping, although it would have worn off just about the time the peak was supposed to come. It has never affected any other drug I’ve done, so why this? It wasn’t that. 2C-I just is very MILD!!!!!

I have nothing to do today (by the way it’s Sunday morning now)

5-30-10 (Sunday)

so I could always take more and see, just make SURE, that it was not the antipsychotics affecting me. Since I didn’t take mine last night they are definitely out of my system enough, with a half-life of like, 7 hours. It has been over 24 now. Then again, I have 180 mg of morphine! This is my weekend to do morphine, I just remembered, because I was not going to do it due to the idea that I would have just been tripping my nuts off all night. But since I didn’t trip balls I decided to take the narcotic today. I snorted 40 mg cos I wanted some drug effects NOW and swallowed the other 140. I had been taking Benadryl throughout the night so nausea would not be a problem.

Should I dose more 2C-I with the morphine? I already know 2C-I is mild. Will morphine spice it up? Or cancel it out? Hm, I will go debate this while smoking a cigarette and making some ramen noodles. Anorexia is completely absent on 2C-I, which I expected from reading the reports.

6:52a.m. have decided to take 1 more 20mg of 2C-I. The morphine made me do it! (it is kicking in by now and my decision-making is BAD obviously!!!) Anyway, there is an extra dose in the five that I’d have to take alone, since I only know one other person that trips at this age, and I have three more doses, not two--so what the hell and let’s do it now. I eyeballed 20mg very rapidly and poorly feeling that the drug was not strong enough (for me) to take any extra care. Hopefully tolerance from just tripping is not bad like with acid, but it may MAY have screwed up the outcome of this particular experiment, sorry.

[Erowid Note: Two samples of powder (even of the same chemical) with equivalent volumes won't necessarily weigh the same. For this reason, eyeballing is an inaccurate and potentially dangerous method of measuring, particularly for substances that are active in very small amounts. See this article on The Importance of Measured Doses.]
I mixed the 2C-I in some apple juice and didn’t even taste it. Now I’m going to smoke some Mojo and go to my fav chat room. My nose is starting to itch as always happens on narcotics. My stomach has that same warm feeling it usually does when a strong burning chemical is being absorbed, like 2C-I.

The 40mgs feels nice. I am tired. I think the 2C-I will pick me back up. Haven’t done so many drugs at once since 2005. I put on some happy hardcore, which gives me a rush whether or not I am on anything!

7:08 itchy all over. Feels super though. Happy Hardcore version of my fav Paul Van Dyk anthem is great. Don’t feel like eating the ramen I made. Jaw has been kind of tight since dosing yesterday afternoon.

7:28 may be feeling the 2C-I already since I didn’t put it in a gelcap this time. Mouth is dry. Chatting in the chat room. Easier to take notes now since I am not in the middle of the conversation. This is the kind of trip report I WANTED to write last night, but the setting wasn’t right. This is all written on Microsoft Word WHILE I am actually tripping.

7:36 Doorknobs appearing to change size. Maybe the 2nd time is the charm!

7:43 seems normal now. Did I hallucinate that I hallucinated? Memory seems a bit impaired. Got around to smoking that Mojo. The happy hardcore makes me feel REALLY good. I love the super-climactic anthem shit. One day I’ll meet a man who understands Happy Hardcore.

8:00 a.m. My pupils were dilated on the last trip but this time the pinhole-effect of narcotics is balancing them just about where they would normally be between the 2C-I and the morphine.

8:20 Definitely getting visuals this time around. Things are moving a bit. How long has it been since I took that? About 1 hr 20 min? That means it will increase, I think. Good thing I’ve got no plans today.

8:30 Warm and Blissful and Euphoric. Think that’s mainly the high dose morphine. The 2C-I has little to do with how I am feeling now, this is familiar territory. Switched to headphones so I could turn the music up LOUD without waking neighbors.

8:50 getting lost in the music, getting lost when I close my eyes.

9:31 a.m. Everything is rippling slightly like the surface of water. Music is awesome. CEV’s look like exploding fireworks. But they are so subtle I wouldn’t notice them without looking for them on purpose. 2C-I is not that great.

9:41 Heard voices in the music and that is NOT typical of me. Reports led me to suspect this might happen to a very few, so I’m nonchalant. No mindfuck at all from the drug, though.

9:44 Hallucinated that what I was sitting on moved as if someone sat down beside me, it was like sitting on a couch instead of in a recliner and I almost looked over and expected to see Mike.

11:38 Itchy and euphoric. Gonna smoke Mojo.

2:32 I am almost out of Mojo. Damn. 2C-I nearly gone, morphine still going strong. Will until tomorrow noon. I haven’t puked yet. Amazing stuff, Benadryl. I wrote this after I lay in my bed scratching all over for a long, dazed period of time that I don’t know how long was.

5:16 in the last hour: I puked and called one of my weed dealers, to bring me a half ounce. Bout to break it up now and smoke some. I puked probably because I drank a beer to potentiate the morphine, which started a long slow decline at about 5pm.

5:42 food tastes great. Hard to swallow though.

7:20 just had a long conversation with my friend. I’ve missed him! Felt positive & encouraging.

10:30 puked again. The narcotic “rush” has been gone for a few hrs now, no more writhing in ecstasy. Narcotics are the bomb, if you know how to play with fire. I never do them more than once a month. I have a friend (ex-friend after she stole $245 and verbally abused me for 3 years) who went down that road and she now cares about morphine more than her kids. And, secondarily, me. Thus, ex-. It is evil if I were to ever let it rule me. I have to rule IT. No more than once a month!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10:35: Pleasant sedation, happy thoughts. To go to sleep will feel good. I am delaying that particular gratification for the gratification of being fucked up past my bedtime.

2:30am …or not. I just woke up in the recliner where I have apparently been sleeping since I wrote that last sentence. I’ll take my meds now, and go to bed. 2C-I is not worth the fucking trouble!

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 85715
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: 31
Published: Feb 18, 2022	Views: 590
[ View PDF (to print) ] [ View LaTeX (for geeks) ] [ Swap Dark/Light ]
2C-I (172) : Personal Preparation (45), Multi-Day Experience (13), Combinations (3), First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)