Damn this week was long

Ups and downs too.

Beginning of the week I was doing well with selling and trying to find o's. Yesterday it seemed like finding o's had just found me (Joe offered a friend that has 13). Cold Tits had also hit me up and asked for o's of shrooms. I told him I would hit up Jimmy.

This is where the night week turned. I should have seen this coming. Cold Tits wasn't available last night, but would be today. Jimmy is always difficult to get a hold of, and he returned my call last night and invited me over. So I end up picking up two o's of shrooms for $400 total. It is like 7.>5.... something a gram. I was going to sell it straight to Cold Tits. Then today when I text Cold Tits he tells me back that his guy fell through. FUCK! Oh well... shrooms aren't terrible, and maybe I can find a couple of people looking to get some. And I can do them regularly on the weekend. Or perhaps experiment with low doses (like 0.25g or 0.1g). So fuck me, I should have listened to the ten crack commandments. That consignment, forget it, if you can't afford the weight you better wait. Oh well, you live and learn. And sometimes you get a lot of shrooms.

But again, things are also looking up. The O's of weed should be coming real soon. I brought a gram over to Jimmy. We smoked a bowl. Jimmy approved of the weed and said he would buy all he could (assuming the price is right). He didn't give me a price, but I think my plan will be to get the price for all the O's from Joe. Increase that price by 10-15 or so dollars an 0 to get some for me, and present that number to jimmy and request upfront. I think that will work out. Assuming of course the price is right. If not hopefully this weekend will at least present an O to me.

Also on the agenda. Pay check. Fuck yes. Getting errands done with my moms. Fuck yes. Chill for a few hours. Yep. Chill with Adam. Fuck yes. Saturday, chill, then some more. Pick up some flavored rolling Tabasco for blunts. Then maybe a party over on state st.

Also, to note. Monday I ordered PiHKAL and TiHKAL at about 1pm. The mail man handed them to me just after 1pm on Wednesday. Excellent. The books are cool too. I like the writing in them. The dude is totally pissed at all the bans on psychedelics. He seems pretty chill. Shit like this makes me want to be involved as a chemist. But that likely won't happen.

So yeah, ups and downs. But I want to stay positive. I am still trying to get back at Sara. I hit up that Michell chick again and she seems pretty cool. She likes to text. The ONLY problem that I can see so far is she is totally still in high school and probably not legal age... Ugh. It seems like she is so almost bangable. Maybe I am delusional, but I think the potential is there.

Oh well, I should probably about wrap it up. Thinking of doing a little amount of shrooms before hanging out with Adam, but I am not sure, probably not. At least going to bring in some pot.

Last Night's Trip

So, Josh is back in town. He brought a friend (Bridger). Me, Kelly, Max, Josh, and Bridger went to a house party way early around 8:45 or so. I got a gram of shrooms and started to eat those. Not much was going on. People were slightly bored. We made one or two car trips.

On the second car trip I had started tripping. No one was at the party yet, and we had found out the DJ was starting at midnight. It was like 10ish. We picked up Josh's bro Jeremy. We rolled round back. There was background music, but shit still hadn't started.

Sometime soon later after chilling with Jeremy more, I found out that he was interested in shrooms. I told him about the good shit Jimmy had and told him he should try some. Jeremy got a gram, and said this would be the first time he has tripped shrooms.

We discovered the smoking room, and chilled out there for a minute. It was getting about time for the DJ to begin. And we went back upstairs. Once the party was on, everyone was dancing. That place was crazy, and then the song of the night "Dick in her face" (or some such shit). Shit was crazy.

The night went smoothly from this point forward. My trip was everything I wanted it to be. I only drank water and told the haters to fuck off. I met a hippy chick named either Mellisa or Michele. Didn't smoke much more. Continued to dance my ass off. Oh, there was this awesome group of asian dudes that approved of my dance moves.

This one picked me up from the back of my shirt. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do. He started doing a bit of crip walking while still holding me. I got the idea, nodded my head, and then busted out some funky foot work. Everyone was like "DAmn! Shit was sweet.

Around 3am I had nearly exhausted myself. For most of the rest of the night I just chilled and enjoyed watching others. I was still feeling the shrooms. It was chill.

Eventually my chill moved to the basement around 3:45 or so. The music wrapped up with some Rick James - Suppa Fly, followed by Kris Kross - Jump Jump. There might have been one or two more songs after. Shit was tight. At about 4:15 we packed up and into the car. Josh was the driver and had just finished his last beer for the night.

We took people home that needed to go home, and then Me, Josh, and Bridger had the best idea ever. 5am IHOP. Fuck yeah. We did that shit. Bridger asked the waitress for some jungle juice, and she just busted out laughing. It was so chill. I also met a real life Ruff Ryder (one of those motorcycle dudes). He had the chain and all. It was cool. We had amazing food and headed back to the crib.

This morning was chill. Wake and bake. Still waiting on a shower. In fact, I think I will do that now.

Edit: I forgot to mention that I tipped each of the 2 DJs $20. I believe that a good performer deserves compensation. I would want someone to do the same for me. Spread the love. Good music is hard to come by.