Funny drug-induced behaviour

lsd: throwing all of friends family's wrapped-up hanukkah presents into the snowy back yard.

(those were both witnessed by, not perpatrated by, me.)

(mine was on mushrooms - audio hallucinations yaay!)

they were the best of es, they were the worst of es.

once I was on a train after let's say, a night of plenty, and I fell asleep. in my dream I was a raver again, on a wondrous dancefloor where the air was filled with this evil grinding techno tune, that sounded....a little like a train chugging faster and faster, it was an immensely powerful tune, getting louder and louder as it got faster, eventually I felt compelled to jump up and roar as it reached its brilliant climax........

erm and then I had just jumped up awake......on a busy train in the morning. thankfully did not roar though.

life is so boring now.

l-r: my "gf", me

weird part was all of us in the car acted like nothing was happening until someone said, "do you still hear house beats?", which got a good round of laughs.

(drug: previously driving when sleepy)

Trying to hide from the park secruity behind a climbing frame pole on acid. I'm thin but I'm not that thin.

Spending four hours sat at the top of a step ladder on mushrooms... and loving it.

Making my friend on E dancing by simply banging a 4/4 rhythm on the side of the armchair he was in.

Two of my friends getting lost walking home on mushrooms, despite the fact they were walking along a straight road that they lived on.

Friend confusing the televsion with a urinal (we stopped him just in time).

Same friend climbing over the fence and into his house via the french windows, which would've been fine...had he not done so a block too soon. Sat down completely unaware how freaked out the people whose house it was were, luckily leaving just as they had called the cops.

oh yeh - did something similar except with a squeaky purple rat and a real toy spaceship. Put them in my rucksack but as the shrooms kicked in I could feel their presence giving me bad vibes so we "forgot about the things" and threw them away in a symbolic gesture. Later we realised they weren't anything but manky old dog toys anyway.

i mean
i'm not a chicken, you're a turkey

also, when giant shadows seem to interact with objects in the room (e.g. giant hand appearing to tweak the ceiling light like a nipple)

drug: nothing but a full moon out.
We were watching TV when my friend goes into the kitchen, opens all the cabinets, and starts doing random shit with stuff he finds. We finally get him cornered, and clean up. as soon as everything is all clean, he sprints out the door, runs down my rocky driveway (barefoot) half an hour later: I am putting my dishes in the sink when I look up, and see my friend staring in the window at me. as soon as I look up, he ducks out of sight. when I go out on the porch to look for him, I find him hiding behind a chair. When I go up to him, he throws the chair at me, and runs off into the woods.
10 minutes later: After looking for him for a while, he finally jumps out at me with an entire tree in his hand (maybe about 5 feet tall) no shirt, no shoes, and his pants are flipped inside out with his underwear over them, and tries to ward me off with his tree. After successfully taking his tree away, he runs over to the dog house, chains himself up, and falls asleep.

hi, ben

at a party once where they were serving mushrooms in a big bowl kinda like potato chips, so everyone overindulged and got super messed up (lots of audio hallucinations, one girl thought she had tiny shards of broken glass in her eyes - good times). anyway, at one point I had to escape so I ran down the road and ran into a guy I just sort of knew from another guy. bad thing was this dude had just broken up with his gf, crying his eyes out, and oh and I forgot to mention he's a quadropalegic. now as you may know, mushrooms have a tendency to make you laugh. a lot. so all I could think was what are the fucking odds that of all the people in the world how did I run into the one person that I know that it would be so so terrible to so much as smirk at. luckily another group of people came along and he started telling them about the breakup. I exploited this and ran for it. found cover behind a laundromat and crying/laughed for what seemed like hours.

anyway, here I am telling the internet about it. not sure what that says about me as a person.

my friend got lost on the way home from the club he works at, in the town he's lived in for 30 years (glasgow) then got convinced he was in belgium (!?) then walked around trying to find someone who spoke english - to no avail , he claims. he thinks he spent more than three hours in "belgium" before recognising something that looked familiar.

not so good was the time my friend, fraser, was dancing in his flat with a load of us there - he started unspooling a roll of dental floss he found in the flat which my friends joined in with. i sat in horror as i watched (i thought) my friends disembowel fraser and dance around with his entrails. really really not a good night!

a lot of these are not all that funny

Trying to cross a dual carriageway while on ketamine. It was like the old formula 1 game for my commodore plus4, the cars would just move in jerks and get larger rather than nearer.

― not-goodwin (not-goodwin), Friday, 23 June 2006 14:46 (4 years ago)

love this