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Calling all pity
Happy New Years you bastards. And ‘bitches’ for the females, SWIM isn’t excluding you.
SWIM is seriously pissed off. His night was meant to entail euphoria, gregariousness, increased appreciation for music and vomiting; but no. Apparently, the Powers That Be decided he would remain sober for this evening
This was SWIM’s first (but certainly not last) experiment with the chemical 5-MeO-AMT. SWIM began the night by carefully measuring out three 5mg doses for himself and his two friends (the ‘common’ dose as determined by Erowid is 2mg – 6mg). After about an hour, SWIL (not SWIM, hence the different spelling) felt the urge to purge. This was a good sign for SWIM because there seems to be a high report of vomiting on the come-up, so SWIM sat and waited patiently.
At T+2:00, neither SWIM nor SWIA were feeling anything so they went for a re-dose, but only 4mgs this time. They then went and resumed waiting patiently
At T+3:00, SWIM ingested a further 2mgs after still not feeling anything.
The New Year ticked in, people around SWIM were passing out, and SWIM stood there, sober as a bloody mule. SWIM is happy to report that both SWIL and SWIA were pleasantly intoxicated. They amused themselves by staring at what they thought was a giant ‘magic eye’ on the wall. It was just a normal painting.
And now, SWIM, at T+6:00 sits in his underwear, sweating his arse off, dreading going to sleep in his 32°C (89.6°F) room
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