magic magic
i took shrooms for the first time last night. it was a final extravaganza, it was the last of my old life. it was actually pretty cool, as far as learning about myself, etc. the things that my mind came up with were SO cool. the grain on the wood panels turned into the masonic symobols from the dollar bill. while i was in the bathroom and looking at the mirror i watched my freckles seperate from my face and later i learned how to melt. yes, i melted. luckily i was able to reconstitute myself. we played keyboards, looked at pictures, and watched HILARIOUS television.
-key quotes of the night-
“maybe you need a new pose”
“am i really yelling? or are you just listening too easily?”
“i really prefer to take my pants off”
“can we go join the upstairs neighbors in a game of two on two hoops?”
all of these followed by collapsing laughter and snorts. i snort when i laugh.
after i was done tripping, i went home and jason came over. although i was fine to drive, i was just very talkative, creative and loud. so obviously i hadn’t come down all the way. but we had a great time. we made out passionatly. and we sort of talked about “us” which isn’t anything official yet. we cuddled, kissed softly, smelled each other…i love the way he smells. i called him a goat, and mostly we just laughed. and i LOVE to laugh. we layed in bed for almost 12 hours, but not quite. i had to work at 3, so he made me get up at 2 and shower. how lucky am i? i have a boy that wakes me up and insists i shower. because we all know i would have slept through work.
it was just a good time. and i just enjoy him. it’s ridiculous how much he makes me laugh and smile.
so we are spending tonihgt apart. which i approve of. so many nights of so little sleep.
tomorrow will be spent doing HOMEWORK ONLY!
and some business with my car. grr.
ack! shrooms, my college roomate jumped out of our window coming down from shrooms, to kill himself…but we werent that far up. He said he felt like an ass afterwards, hes smarter than to use that as a method.
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RYN: A family renunion. My Step-Dad was born there.
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