On June 28, 1998, after I got home from work, my friend and I prepared to shroom. It was about 12:00 a.m. First we grinded up 1/8 in the blender on the "chop" setting. This turned our mushies to a fine powder. We then stuffed this powder into some empty gelcaps we bought at the health food store to make some mushrooms pills. The mushrooms taste makes us nauseous, so the pills are the perfect, tasteless solution.
We had each just eaten a burrito from taco bell. I didn't want to eat before shrooming, but we were starving. At 12:30 am, we each downed 7 pills (the 1/8 made 14 pills). After this we walked downtown to wait for the effects. About an hour later, we still felt absolutely nothing. We were beginning to wonder if they'd work or not.
We went back to my house. I fell asleep and my friend woke me up at about 2:30 a.m. She was shrooming mildly. I still felt nothing! I grinded up a little less than 1/2 an eighth, and made 5 pills which I took with some hot tea. Finally about 20 minutes later, I began shrooming. We laughed and talked all night. The visuals were strong, but I didn't have any actual hallucinations. But I did get that open and exposed feeling I always do when shrooming. I feel so hyperaware of things. I love that. I felt a strong animal instinct that I usually don't notice. I always feel like mushrooms put me in touch with who I am, instead of who society has made me.