The night started off with a canceled hockey practice. I retired back to my hose where i was pissed off at my hockey coach for screwing up our practice times. Then i remebered i had extracted 810mg of DXM from sucrets the night before. I capsulized them into 17 caps (ALOT) and downed them around 6:35-6:50. it took awhile because of amount and size. I then proceeded down stairs to sit at the computer. I talked to DG for awhile before it hit me. I downed 2 neocitrens (30mg DXM each) and chugged 100ml(300mg) polystyrex syrup lying around. in total i had take around 1200-1300 mg from various products i had.
I was at the computer with my mom no more than 30 inches away at the table. oh no. i had some real trouble here deciding what to do. My dog started to bark and I jumped on the Idea of taking him for a wal. I ran up and down the street. we got over to the ice rink where i fell on my ass numerous time. I got looked at funny my numerous people. I retired back to my house again where i started chatting with DG, oh my gawd, this was incredibly hard.
My mom started talking to me about my grandmother. I couldent understand a word she said, i noded to everything. She started to scream at me. I listened carefully and she wanted on the computer. I gave it to here and went up stairs to watch some TV. Worlds dumbest criminals was on fox. There was a "Drunk driver" who was pleeding with the sherrif that he haddent smoked any pot today. "you might find some roaches in the car, but they arent mine, they are my sons." He had a spliff behind his ear the whole time. I cracked up inbetween deep breaths.
I was breathing really hard. I my mom was talking to me again about baking a cake, "should i bake a cake?" she asked, i replied really stupidly "when, tonight?" this got me really paranoid, that and i was running around chansing my dog. I went to the bathroom because i really had to urinate. I looked down the hall as i closed the door and it looked like an old distorted painting. My vision was completly raped. I got back to my computer where i played pinball. The phone rang, OH NO! My mom said "get it", but i said "no you". I was sitting right next to it though, that was bad.
I got up and ran around while my mom was in the kitchen baking a cake. Man let me tell you it felt like i was on the moon. Then DG messages to me some jibberish sentence, i dont understand it at least. somthing about apes. I looked into my dogs staring eyes. My mom yelled, i couldent make out the words. She says it again "can you help me find pinball?" I understand it this time. I walk over to the second of three computers in the room and open the wrong folder bad mistake. I struggle to find it on the wrong harddrive. This was really hard. Then she started to talk to me about library books and fines, this was very intence and when i answered i felt an almost pain in my finger tips. I dont think these are connected but it was wierd.
My brain was distorting shadows. my computer shadow was very odd. DG messages me as to remind me we have a project to. I become worried about getting it in on time but remeber back to exam week. I have time i thought. Its just the paranoia. The smell of cake filled the air. the timer on the oven went off. It wasent done, our oven may be broken. I told DG to phone me and ran upstairs. I grabbed the Duster bottle which i really dident want to do. I talked him through the Zeon trip, what happenes and such dident work very well. I just kept saying scratchy over and over.
The trip was most worn off by abou 12:00 a little less than 6 hours long