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Coasters, Cats and Clowns
2C-E, Cannabis, Nitrous Oxide, Piracetam & Tobacco
by ahhhhhh
Citation:   ahhhhhh. "Coasters, Cats and Clowns: An Experience with 2C-E, Cannabis, Nitrous Oxide, Piracetam & Tobacco (exp93444)". Erowid.org. Jul 13, 2017. erowid.org/exp/93444

 
DOSE:
T+ 0:00
1.5 mg oral 2C-E (powder / crystals)
  T+ 2:00 13 mg oral 2C-E (powder / crystals)
  T+ 3:00 1 cig. smoked Cannabis (plant material)
  T+ 0:00 1 oral Cannabis (cookie / food)
  T+ 0:00   oral Phenylpiracetam (pill / tablet)
  T+ 5:00 1 cig. smoked Cannabis (plant material)
  T+ 0:00 1 cig. smoked Tobacco - Cigarettes  

BODY WEIGHT: 150 lb


Hello! A little background… I am 29 and I have experience with 2C-I, MXE, Methylone, Nitrous Oxide, hydrocodone, mushrooms, and have been a daily cannabis smoker for a couple years. I had been sitting on some 2C-E for a couple of months now, eager to try it, but admittedly apprehensive about trying it given the body discomfort and nausea it seems to bring out in people. I knew I needed to give it an “allergy test” after reading about the mix-up with bromo-dragonfly some time ago. I normally trip with my girlfriend (who I shall refer to from now on as G), but wanted to try this one on myself first in case it was particularly rough. Anyways, last Friday I decided to give it a go.

First off, I was (and still am) in a less than ideal headspace. My beloved cat of almost 20 years passed away abruptly about a month ago and it unexpectedly hit me pretty hard. It sent me on a bit of a binge (for me at least) in the last couple of weeks. Nothing bad had happened, but I decided that this week I would take a break. I would just do an “allergy test” but deep down, I think I knew it wouldn’t just be an “allergy test”.

I came home and measured out about 1-2mg of 2C-E in a gelcap and downed it. I waited a couple hours to make sure nothing out of the ordinary happened and felt I was in the clear. My test was not complete. Now, G was at a bridal shower (we are getting married!) her work was throwing for her. I texted her and asked if she would mind if I tested out some 2C-E. “I am going to take a low amount, I doubt anything would happen” I told her, secretly hoping that wasn’t true. She was OK with it, so off I went! I didn’t want to take too much; this was a “test” after all. I had already taken 1-2mg, maybe I should add 6mg? How about 8? OK 10mg, but that’s as far as I’m going to go. I measure out 12mg and put it into 2 gelcaps. I take one and decide to meditate. When I am done, I see the remaining gelcap in front of me and it looks mighty small. I take one last little rock of 2C-E and drop it in the gelcap (totaling about 13-16mg, my scale is kinda wonky) and wait to see what happens.

I roll a joint (the strain was “Thai Haze” if you care) and decide to watch a movie. I look through my collection and end up deciding on Star Wars because… well… I don’t know, it’s Star Wars! About an hour passes and nothing really. I have a gross filmy taste in my mouth that I noticed while taking 2C-I but nothing unbearable. I decide to smoke my joint which, as it usually does, gets things started. I start noticing visuals not unlike what I would see on about 25-30mg of 2C-I. A slow swirling that isn’t too noticeable, unless I really focus on it.

Star Wars is particularly good at this point. There were scenes where everything just seemed to blend together, the music, the visuals, the performances , etc. It is hard to explain, but it made the movie particularly engaging. I notice at various points in the movie I am forgetting it’s a movie! I catch myself feeling terrible like “Man, the empire is so awful! I mean, they are destroying planets! How are we ever going to stop them!” It takes me a while to remember that this is only a movie, and it isn’t real. This happens a number of times.

I decide to get some nitrous oxide and my whipped cream dispenser out and see where that takes me. I take about 5 and it doesn’t really do anything too exciting other than making a lightsaber battle a little cooler. I keep having mystical thoughts that I imagine most nerds who trip and watch Star Wars come across. I’m fascinated with “the force” and it remains in my thoughts throughout the night.

The movie is just about done and I get a text from G saying she was coming home, and to help her get some stuff out of the car. My mind starts racing. How far out am I? Is this a full trip, or can I play it cool so she doesn’t feel left out? I get dressed. “I can do this, I am not tripping, she won’t even know. I open up the door and there is a cat standing about 5 feet from me. I completely stop. I feel like time just stops. The cat and I sit and stare at each other for what seems like eternity. I feel like we are one. We don’t need to say anything. We don’t need to do anything.

“Fuck…. I’m tripping” I reluctantly say to myself. G pulls up and I somehow help her bring stuff into our apartment. She takes one look at me and says, “You’re tripping, aren’t you!?” I bashfully admit that I am. I can see that she feels left out. I feel terrible. “Do you want what I had?”, I ask. “Of course I do!” she says, and I start to get some ready for her. “I have had a couple drinks tonight,” she says, “will that matter?” I tell her I don’t know, but it is known to cause stomach discomfort. She decides not to but it visibly upset. “Well, what do you want to do?” I ask. “We can do whatever you want.” “I want to go to the haunt,” she says. The haunt is what our local amusement park does during Halloween. They have what seems like hundreds of clowns, monsters, zombies, werewolves, etc., running around the park doing everything they can to scare you. Being the naturally anxious person I am, “the Haunt” freaks me out sober. I realize that going tonight on 2C-E might be a bad idea. “Sounds great! Let’s do it!” I find myself saying, for some reason.

I take a pretty potent edible, and roll another joint. I remember I have a bottle of Piracetam that I don’t take too regularly. I take a handful of them and I can’t say if they made any difference in the night. She drives (obviously) and it is particularly frightening. She asks how I am doing and I try and play it cool. I tell her I’m fine. We arrive and smoke a joint in the parking lot. We get out and I tell myself to play it cool. “I can do this,” I tell myself. “Whoa, look at this cool thing on the ground!” I exclaim. “That’s a piece of garbage, you are tripping,” she says. Well, there goes that plan….

We enter at about 8:00 (about 5 hours after my last dose of 2C-E), and G goes to the bathroom. I sit outside and watch the crowds move in groups almost like a flock of birds. Perhaps I’m just tripping…. I decided I wasn’t ready to brave the people in monster suits so I ask to go on the swings. It spins us around and I am surrounded by the sounds of bad Halloween themed techno music, eagle sounds, people screaming, people laughing and just random spooky sounds. It all blends together with the ride and I am beyond happy. We decide to check out some show where people sing popular songs but dressed in Halloween outfits. Surprisingly the stage is still swirling in my eyes, and I miss most of the show because I am staring at the lights. Throughout the night, I notice a halo of sorts off many lights that produces a rainbow of its own. It’s hard for me to describe it with my limited vocabulary, but perhaps others who have tried it can relate.

We leave the show and decide to check out a ride. We brave our way through one of the monster areas and it is somehow not scary. I am able to remain surprisingly clear headed throughout the night. Monsters are jumping in my face left and right, but it is all great fun. We make it to a ride which has a bit of a line. While waiting in line my mind is all over the place. I am thinking of god, the force, my cat, the cat I saw earlier, etc. While this is all going on I notice a woman a few people ahead of me with two giant back tattoos. One, a cross, and right under it a lion. This made me very excited at the time, for some reason. She is then pulled out of the line and moved ahead of many others and let on the ride. This excites me as well and right after this they said “We need two more!” to which G and I quickly ran up. Once again, I remain remarkably clear headed while on the ride. It is normally pretty scary, but I just find myself having a good time. After this we go and have a cigarette. I usually smoke only on special occasions, like this day. I probably wouldn’t put it in this report but I have to admit, it felt fucking great! I just melted into the bench and drowned in the screams and laughter that surrounded me. We go on a few more but are exhausted after a few hours and decide to go home.

G tells me throughout the night I was saying strange things, like pointing out a large decorative cat head and saying “Check out that mouse,” for some reason. We get home and devour half a cherry pie and G goes to sleep. I try and watch Empire Strikes Back but have horrible double vision. I had experienced this on MXE but nothing else. I would have to focus really hard on combining it to one vision. Not only that, whenever I would close my eyes, I would have an extreme feeling of floating. I think it was due to the rides I rode earlier. If you have gone to an amusement park (or played in the ocean) you know you still feel like you are moving when you get home. I remember telling myself “You aren’t falling asleep tonight!” That was the last thing I remember. I woke up on the ground at 7am with Empire still playing.

I know I only got a small taste. I can tell I barely scratched the surface of what 2C-E has to offer. There is a power in it I could feel in that low dose. However, there is something about that first time, with any drug, that will always be special, no matter how far out into space I get with higher doses. Something about the unknown, I think my mind kicks things up a notch. Perhaps there isn’t anything of substance in this report, but I hope there are some others out there who worship holy cats at the church of rollercoasters who can relate to this, or at least got some entertainment out of it! Thanks for reading!

Exp Year: 2011ExpID: 93444
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 29 
Published: Jul 13, 2017Views: 771
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