At around 6:30 p.m., I ate 4 small psilocybe shrooms, and headed to a bar with a friend to watch an NBA playoff game. Tripped mildly while watching game and drank 4 pints of local beer. After game headed to local granola bar, shared a pitcher and ate around 4 more small shrooms. Walked a couple miles home, and put 'Dark City' in the VCR, at 1:30 a.m. The shrooms came on stronger than the first dose, and I thoroughly enjoyed tripping out on the movie. It took me 3 hrs. to watch 1 hr. of the movie due to stopping it to go to bathroom, look out window etc., and drank 1 Harp during this period. The second dose wore off before end of movie, so I decided to dose again to enhance my enjoyment of the remainder of the movie. I grabbed a 1 oz. bag of dried shrooms (a recent crop from a local grower) and started munching, this was around 3:30a.m.. I figured I'd need a strong dose since I'd already been tripping for around 8 hrs. I chowed what was between an 1/8 and a 1/4 oz. of shrooms. Reckless! In a half hr., they began to come on big time and all I could think was 'Oh shit, what did I do?'. I started to panic and pace the room, and considered going to the ER (I forgot that I had sedatives in the apt. which is all the ER would have done for me.) I immediately dismissed that bad idea due to the quantities of pot, mushrooms, pot plants and fruiting mushroom cakes in my apt. I lay down on the couch and got ready for one of those terror laced trips that lasts an eternity. I was totally head tripping at this point, completely focused on inner space. I was worried that I was gonna die, not for any logical reason just because I was tripping so hard. I was totally amazed that my body continued breathing. Shortly a feeling of calm prevailed, and I knew it was gonna be ok. The main theme to the trip was death, and basically feeling ok about it. I could have moved on right then and it would have been ok, but I must emphasize at no point did I even ponder suicide. I thought of Huxley and decided that it would be good to go out tripping strong (though not as hard as I was at the moment). My memory of the following 3 hrs. is very sketchy, the 7 or 8 beers I'd consumed during the evening maybe contributing to this. The trip didn't last any longer than the usual 3 to 4 hrs. of a shroom experience. I wasn't concious of any entity contact (like I've had head tripping on smaller doses). Visually I was overwhelmed by moving geometric patterns, green, red, and yellow the dominant colors (yuck). After I came down I felt as though it had been a positive experience but not a dose I will repeat. I am a 35 yr. old male, my first trip was at age 15. I would estimate I have had between 150 and 200 trip experiences. The moral- don't lose your respect for the power of the shrooms just because your experienced. Due to the benevolence of this substance I was gently humbled rather than shattered and destroyed.