Accidentally Tripping
Saturday I woke up and did some homework. Élan got up to go skiing, but I was sore from Yoga, and I had a lot of homework to do (and I was having my period), so she went with Molly. Was reading for a little, then I had a chocolate craving (goes right along with it being that time of the month when every girl craves chocolate to no end). Of course, we have stashes of chocolate around our house for this, so I went looking. I found some dark chocolate and some little shavings of chocolate that equaled about half of a "normal" chocolate. I remember Élan saying something about ’shrooms supposedly being in this chocolate, but it didn’t work for her, and there was about 1/5 of a chocolate "dose" in the bag. I thought, whatever, it’s chocolate…and ate it. I snacked on some salty peanuts, did another couple of Digital Logic problems, then took a bubble bath.
I get out of the bath, and as I’m putting on lotion, notice as I’m rubbing lotion on, my skin is changing color. I start freaking, and poking at my skin. I keep rubbing more lotion on, and my skin is just looking weird. I feel a little sick to my stomach at this, and lay back and close my eyes for a bit to rest.
I start seeing bizarre patterns forming behind my eyelids. That’s when it struck me: I’m tripping on ’shrooms. They might not of worked for Élan, but they SURE the hell are working for me.
For those of you who know me, I *RARELY* do drugs. There are FEW drugs I like the effects of. However, psilocybin-containing mushrooms are my one exception. So, this really wasn’t a problem for me, as I have tripped before a few times and liked it. It was sort of an inconvenience, since I had homework and stuff to do, but whatever. Since I was already freaked out a little, I had to calm myself immediately (it’s VERY dangerous to trip with a strong feeling of fear, you could accidentally harm yourself while hallucinating), so I got dressed, called Élan to let her know I was tripping, and went into the living room. I always need music to calm me, so I put on some Björk.
Already I was hallucinating pretty hard core, so it was somewhat of a challenge to operate the CD player. Got it all figured out, and sat staring at the carpet for about half an hour listening to music. This may sound extremely dull, but it was pretty interesting, especially when your carpet suddenly has the properties of water. I sat making ripples in the carpet. Also, there were patterns in the carpet dancing to the music. All the colors were so *BRIGHT* in my house. Even white had shades of pink and green to them (hence why my skin appeared to look like it was changing all sorts of weird colors earlier). I was a little chilly, and laid on my couch (which was now in some sort of cave) with a blanket on. I stared at the ceiling to see what I could see, and saw all sorts of rainbow-colored dragonflies and cool bugs flying. Watched that for a while, then looked out the window for a bit. My cats were doing it, and I wanted to see what was so facinating. I kept "feeling energy." It was weird. It was a cool feeling. My cat Hector kept freaking me out, while Mr. Ick was giving off "good energy", so I didn’t mind having him around.
You know, if the cats see out the window what *I* saw when I was tripping, it’s no wonder they stare out there for hours. I figured all sorts of meanings to life out there. It was nice:)
This went on for some time. Eventually Élan came home. We talked for a bit, her skiing experience was no good, she got altitude sickness and almost passed out. For those of you who have never had altitude sickness, you feel a little out of breath, and you start to see the lights around you flashing (sign you’re going to pass out). Then, usually, you pass out. Élan has only passed out once before in her life, so she was unaware this is what was happening with the flashing lights. She closed her eyes and could feel herself rocking back and fourth, and heard Molly say, "Hey! Élan! Are you ok?" Which brought her to awareness, yet she could only see everything in black and white. She tells Molly she doesn’t think so, and she felt like she was going to pass out. Friday night we were drinking wine at Dru’s house and visiting with Amy before she leaves this Thursday for six weeks in Africa. Apparently this is a bad thing to do if you are going to go skiing at high altitudes the next day.
They had only been skiing for 20 minutes. Poor Élan. So they came back home. Élan said she heard my message and laughed and told Molly.
She then told me how I seemed alright, I just had an odd gleam in my eyes. I told her I was still tripping, but not as terribly as earlier in the day. I tried to stay in reality the rest of the time. I got up and got a shower (and saw more interesting things), and Élan and I went to Belgium Night at the University Housing Center because Eliana was in a skit on surrealism. It was pretty cool, especially when you are still tripping off ’shrooms a little 
So, I guess the moral of this story is: Beware if something contains drugs. Even if it has been said those drugs do not work. Even if you are craving chocolate like nothing else, just know in that chocolate is drugs that someone has claimed does not work. Actually, chocolate contains caffeine which is a narcotic… So all chocolate contains drugs.
Chocolate really *IS* sinful. So why is it so tasty?
Anyway, just had to share my adventures for anyone who reads my stuff.
