Alright, so I did 15ish mg of 2C-I last night (didn’t have a scale, so I half-assed it by splitting up what I knew was 20 mg). Sorry, I always have trouble starting things like this. Well, let me just say that it was subtle. It’s not something that you’d want if you’re looking for some overwhelming, mind-melting trip. But, that’s not to say that it wasn’t fun, because I really enjoyed it. In fact, it was probably the most recreational psychedelic drug that I have ever done (and I’ve done a few). It had the waves of euphoria surging through your veins that are prevalent in the early stages of most psychedelic experiences (not to say that it isn’t always present, but I feel that if it is there throughout the experience, it’s overshadowed by some of the stronger effects) as well as some extreme mood elevation. I wasn’t just in a good mood, it was more like the best mood ever, which was nice. And that’s not all, there were visuals too (yep, that’s right, visuals from a hallucinogen, I know it sounds crazy). But the visuals weren’t what I normally get. Rather than the spinning geometric, brightly colored, 60’s hippy tie-dye patterns that are usually synonymous with my trips, I instead got distortions of what was actually there. Let me clarify this a bit- I would close my eyes and be able to retain a perfect image of what I had just seen, focus on it a bit, and it would start to change or distort, often in comical ways. I was at my high-school talent show (boy, that was awful, but I thoroughly enjoyed it anyhow), watching some kid sitting in a chair playing acoustic guitar when I closed my eyes and he started to morph into this dinosaur/lizard creature and go into some fantastic tap-dancing routine. I could have entertained myself that way for hours. I had that the same thing with eyes open, but to a much smaller degree. But, to the unsuspecting spectator, I was completely and utterly normal (except for the extreme level of energy, but that could have easily been played off). I could carry on normal conversations, function at full capacity, and do everything as normal. In fact, if I didn’t pay attention to it, the effects seemed to slip away almost entirely, but when I was unfocused, the walls would begin breathing again and everything would return to “normal.” Alright, so there’s the entertainment aspect. That’s not all though, yeah, there’s more. I got this feeling that everything I did was completely natural, It all just felt right. There was no awkwardness, it didn’t exist. Don’t get me wrong, its not like I was turned into some blabbering, gushy secret teller (so lets say you wouldn’t be compelled to suddenly confess to some crime that you commited the week before, if that’s what you’re worried about. Don’t try to deny it, I know you are), but I could do whatever I wanted to without fear of embarrassment, whether it was some absolutely fantastic, graceful dance move, or an extremely hilarious joke, it was all done without fear of social repercussion. There was also this feeling of empathy (I think empathy is the word I’m looking for here). I was watching this movie (High Fidelity), and I perfectly understood every character. I knew what they were feeling, and why they said the things they were saying, I understood everything, just seemed natural, just clicked. The only bad thing, well, it wasn’t really so bad, was the fact that I had so much energy. I slept at a friend of mine’s house, lets call him Tyler (that is his name after all), he was sober, and I stayed up long after he went to sleep. Its not that I couldn’t sit still (well, there was a little bit of that, especially earlier on), I just wasn’t tired, I was wired (oh boy, that was clever). I have to tell you though; it was hard to keep the conversation going after he went to bed. I still made my witty comments and all, he just didn’t contribute much, which I suppose was OK, I still enjoyed it. Over all, a fantastic night. Ill be looking to try a bit more next time (I have enough for a couple more excursions).