OK, so i fianally decided to try to put last weekend into words. this will be very hard for me to do, so bear with me. this might also be pretty long, so if your not into long ass trip reports you might want to hit your back button
i arive in phoenix on thursday afternoon. the drive wasnt that bad, except for the times i almost died due to dev catz superior multi-tasking skillz while driving. she was really cool though, she put up with my stoned ramblings pretty well...and she also pretended to be interested in what i was saying, so that was a definate ego boost to start the trip.
as soon as we walk in the door, we start setting the pace for the rest of the weekend...with lots of alcohol and weed...the first night can be summed up like this...
then, on friday we woke up late, and continued the pre-party. by the time we finally got to the camp site it was dark and there were people already in our spot. we debated finding another spot for a while, while a couple people drove around and looked but nothing really came up. we decided we would just camp right next to them after politely warning them we might get a little roudy after we started "drinking"... i must say we were pretty well behaved all things considered. they did decide to let us know they had guns at various times during the night, sending a bullet into the air while we all wondered exactly where that bullet might land.
it wasnt long before the mushrooms were making their rounds. there were still some people that werent there, but we started the party anyway. i ate some mushies and after a while eveything started feeling all warm and fuzzy. i started talking alot and rambling on about stupid shit just like i always do. this compulsive talking actually starts to annoy me at some point in my trip and i start analyzing why im talking. at some point in time it was made clear to me that for about the past 10 minutes or so i have been talking constantly about not talking...and to the summit stood up and did a very good impression of me that we all found humorus. sometime shortly after i dosed the mushrooms 40 and monistat duct taped muppet to his chair (im sure pictures will be on the way shorly) this amazing man can also sleep standing up! no joke, i saw it all for myself. he did manage to stay up past all of us that first night, apparently afraid of what we might do next.
it wasnt long before i took my first pill. i have never mixed the two before so this was quite the experience for me. after a while i lost all my cool visuals from the mushies and all i thought i felt was the pill i took. later, i realized that the mind fuck of the mushies was still there, as i kept gett sucked into retarded thought loops that i couldnt even talk myself out of. i was talking about a thousand miles an hour and at this point i was getting a little worried about the people who have not shown up. and it just got worse. it got to the point where i felt like a scared little child who lost his mommy....i was huddled up in annies lap, as she pet my head and telling me, "its ok....they will be here soon" it was actually pretty pathetic, but funny none the less. i was pouting in annies lap for about 5 minutes or so until the late guests i was worried about arived. i felt so relieved once they got there, and i tackled them with ramblings of fragmented scentances abouit how happy i was to see them.
during this whole time, i am pretty much bouncing from one group of people to another, jabbering at them about nonesence until i feel i have annoyed them or just felt like a change of scenery. right around this point we broke out some N20...this was also the first time i tryed this stuff, let alon while on the combination of drugs i was on. oh, i almost forgot, i did a little bump of k that night too. i was a machine.but the N20...oh my god! i ended up going through a whole box of 24 whipits in like half an hour. hippie crack! the first time i tryed it, i looked to 40 and asked...
"what? what is this...wawawawa...going through my head?"
we sat in the car, listening to some music...dj tiesto i think it was...doing the N20...damn, what an experience that was. i only wish that the N20 would last a bit longer...
through out the whole night i kept having this feeling like everyone else there was there soley for my entertainment. they were there to sing me songs, play me instrments, and show me fantastic lights....the more i thought about this, the more i noticed it seemed that they were actually listening to my demands. i wanted music, so 40 and kremlin busted out with some music that actually got me to shut up for a while. kremlin busted out into a solo on a guitar and about 2 minutes into in i find myself on my back in the dirt totally eaten up by the music. it was almost as if i became the music for that brief moment in time.
so this "power trip" of mine kept looping back into my head. at some point i felt as if i was master of the universe, every person there in my total control. i was out of it completly, and at one point i said something to the nature of...
"bow down and worship me. and entertain me, like the pupptes you are!"
this got alot of laughs, and influenced a good portion of my trip, bringing out a side of me that i didnt even know i had. i would have fit right into OTD at that point. so this new version of wrestler, basically the same as the old one just a little more cinical, brutally honest and sometimes (or at least i though) a little downright rude at times....i found myself constantly wondering if i was the only person getting annoyed at how i was acting...and i think that was the case. if felt good to act the way i was that night, esoecially with the reactions i was getting and how some people were actually egging me on. but for some reason i kept thinking to myself, damn...i must be annoying these guys....constantly seccond guessing myself and judging myself... i dont really remember how my trip ended, or how or when exactly i got in my tent. but i woke up the next morning around noon, in a daze....
this was just the first night...the second day/night will come a bit later, after i recollect my thouhts on that night. the second night was just as epic, but once the drugs wore off i was sent into a sleep deprived, serotonin-less, insomniatic, brain-blended nightmare of a comedown....thanx to phase for the ambien that night....stay tuned for the second chapter of my arizona gathering..
-------------------- how's your WOW?
Edited by yageman (04/20/06 4:20 PM)
Edited by wrestler_az (11/08/04 06:58 PM)
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