Oh, and spex....
Eating thc laced food is not fun. You get way too high for way too long. It comes in waves like adrenaline rushes. Last time I did it was July 4th 08 or 9....at 5pm I ate half a cookie. ... waited 45 minutes, nothing. Ate another half...at 6:30 I wondered if they were bunk...by 7pm, my eyes were pink, my mouth was dry and sticky, and I was afraid to light a bottle rocket. I spent the next 5 hours gripping the arms of my chair and doing deep breathing exercises to get through the waves of panic that crashed over me. I remember it being 1 am and wondering if it would ever end. At that point I ate another dinner and Shit began to calm down again.
Whoever said it is more like tripping is right. Maybe if I had been playing Frisbee, or Hackey Sack, I would have dealt better. ... but hiding up in our fortress of solitude was a tense endeavor. I'll never eat it again, to be sure.
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