Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008
It was pretty cold, and already night time by the time we took the blotters. I took two hits for my first time, because we bought four and just decided "fuck it, all or nothing". It took awhile to kick in, we were sitting in my basement for what seemed like an eternity. I felt my body begin to buzz, and I suddenly lost consciousness of my weight under gravity. I felt like I was floating. I said we should go outside. My friend didn't want to.
I could see the walls begin to move.. And it started freaking me out. This was my house by the way, and for some reason I just had a bad vibe while being inside it, on acid. I finally convinced my friend to leave, well actually, I told him I'm leaving because I couldn't stand it, obviously he's not going to stay inside my house alone on acid so he followed me.
As I was walking up the stairs I saw headlights coming from behind me, and quickly jolted up the stairs, and fell. I almost knocked my friend over: "what the fuck is wrong with you?!" He asked. "sorry man, I saw headlights charging towards me from behind" and we both started laughing. We laughed for..i dunno? 15 minutes?? Then I heard footsteps of somebody coming down the stairs, either my brother or dad, don't know because we ran outside as quick as we could.
As soon as we got onto the street, a wave of cold air lifted me to the Moon. I was never so high in my life. The trees were like hands, leafless and demented- they began talking to me, projecting my thoughts and directing me. My friend J and I could barely talk because we're so out of our minds. It was pretty dark by this time too. There wasn't any snow on the ground.
Without even knowing where we're going, we just begin walking. We knew where we were, because we lived in the area for about two decades, but at the same time we somehow didn't know where we were. We were in an alternate universe, one where everything around us just didn't seem real. We were too scared by cars, the lights, the sound, we couldn't go on any main streets. So we stuck to the neighborhoods. I remember looking at a stop sign, and it kept changing colors, blue purple green, it was pretty trippy.
After walking for a bit, we started to get even higher, shit was so intense. I had to stop. I crouched down and started looking at the cement in front of me. I started waving my hand in front of me while my friend was just standing there. Then out of nowhere we see headlights approach us. We got way too scared to move, we just stood there, well, my friend did, I was still crouching.
Of course it just happens to be an officer of the law. Driving right past us. I could feel my friend shitting his pants, and I'm sure he could hear me pissing mine (figuratively). The cop drives right by us very slowly, and nothing happens. Then we discuss the simple chances of first of all: a cop driving by us while on acid, and second of all not notice me staring at the floor. After a lengthy debate, we come to the conclusion it was a real cop, and proceed to laugh harder than when I slipped on the stairs.
We make our way closer to his house, which is about a kilometre way from mine. We see something holy in the distance. We're unsure as to what it is, and as we approach it we discover we have found the holy grail:
We then proceed to discuss what exactly we see: A guy eating a fish, eating a rabbit, eating a snake, eating a guy eating skittles. It didn't make sense to us, we couldn't even begin to comprehend what we have found. I took a picture of it, and we preceeded on our way.
Eventually we made it to a pizza pizza. By this time we were really excited to get out of the cold, but of course very scared to enter a new domain. I pressed the handicapped button so my friend wouldn't have to go through the trouble of opening the door. We approached the counter, and the Asian man behind it begins to yell at me.
"what you doing? why you press button? It's cold outside I'm gonna get sick!"
"What man?" i reply
"you press button why you do that?"
"can I get a slice?"
"what the hell wrong with you? Get out!"
So we get freaked out and leave. At this point we start saying the weirdest shit, like how that Asian pizza guy knew we were high and was gonna call the cops. So we started running. Eventually we got to a grocery store, and we're so cold at this point we had to go in. We kept our cool, just walked up and down the aisles like we're looking at products, when really we could and fucking read anything. All the boxes were shape shifting in 3D.
My friend offered to buy me a drink, so I picked up a cream soda, and so did he. Of course we were way too scared to shoplift, so we go to the checkout. When we get there, so obviously very high, there is a lineup of a couple of people. Which fell like the longest part of the night. Finally after such a daunting task, we make it to the cashier. And I spot something.
"Dude..." I say
My friend ignores me, trying to keep his cool while buying the cream sodas.
"dude look"
He ignores me again.
So I just reach for a tiny bag, and ask the cashier "are these skittles? They look like them but I can't read"
she gives me the weirdest look up I've ever seen in my life, I swear her face morphed into a different creature "yes they are" she smiled.
My friend grabbed the skittles out of my hand saying nothing, but with a very smug face that I can tell is trying so desperately to keep its cool and hold back laughter. He payed for them and we were on our way.
And that my friends, is the night we always refer to as "acid, cream soda, and skittles"
Best birthday ever. The End.
