As i sat in my bedroom playing chess by myself my two friends walk in and hand me two mushrooms. i eat them and smoke a joint and about 45 minutes later it hits me. i say ... " oh my god i'm stoned " we sit around laughing and conversing about things that have passed and things that we would like to do. About an hour after they hit us we get ready to go outside and i tell my mother we are going outside and i'm going to leave the door unlocked and she freaks. ( which doesn't help with my friends trip but i'm use to it) after about an hour of her bitching and blaming me for losing my keys she finds them in her purse and we go outside. the trees were wonderful and the tunnel like road i live on was amazing. we layed in the road and conversed some more and laugh and talk about killing dogs of they try to attack us. about 3 hours of being outside they wear off and we go back inside and go to sleep.
It's not much of a story and i am sad that i didnt trip harder that night but there will be more trip reports from me later on after the cultivation begins.