I was already full from a bottle of desert Reisling and steady diet of apples and peanut butter when I decided to try shrooms for the first time. I am a 5'4", 114lb female who ate an entire eigth. It took longer than I expected but when it hit, I knew it. A once stimulating conversation made no sense so I found myself wandering into the open field where I was enjoying a weekend long music festival. Before I knew it something like a few hours must have passed and I found myself inside my tent obsessed with the word "things". I declared that "We are things", "We have things", "things are things", and finally "people think things". This amazed me so I decided that since we were thinking things, then we must be robots. I jumped up and ran outside under the stars proclaiming that we were robots and that I was a robot who owned "things" and thought "things". Someone told me that we were organic robots only, but that did not stop me. Very slyly ( I think ), I slipped over to the port-a-potties and idolized them when noone was looking. I hugged them and grinned and told them that I loved them and that I had finally figured out that they were my transporters. I "snuck" inside and stared at thier fly filled white ceilings, then crawled (literally) back outside and picked flowers to be offered to them. After this, I decided that I would be home soon enough, crawled back to the tent and fell asleep thinking how wonderful it was that "the world was full of things that thought things and owned things". I'll definatley trip again!