Sobering Up Sunday!

Now that you're sobering up from your DNM-fueled weekend, come tell us about your hijinks! A mod will give their favorite story each week a month of Reddit gold and a little something else which is a surprise! Winners may not disclose the surprise or they'll have it taken back. Curious what it is? You'll have to win to find out.


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[11 Points] ThrowawayXAW:

Fuck this weekend. I went out with a friend, let's call him A, who just bought alot of xanax, and it was the most terrifying night of my life. I get in his car and he doesn't tell me he took 3.5mg's until we're going atleast 50, and than he tells me he doesn't really take xanax that much.

3.5mg without a tolerance? I thought I was going to die.

I called up my other friend, we'll call him B, while I was in the car with someone who is driving relatively safely but who is progressively slurring his words more and more to come and be a DD for us since A's going to kill us both.

I had to offer A an entire gram of MDMA just to park the car in a parking lot and be helped out by B, who then got punched in the face by A because he thought it was a traffic stop. It was a taco bell parking lot.

Even though he got his face fucked up, we all did a few dabs back at B's house, and A fell asleep at the table with a big bowl of macaroni and cheese in front of him. We were pretty happy because if you've ever babysat someone that's taken way too many benzos, you know what I mean. We wanted him to shut the fuck up.

He woke up not even 2 hours later while me and B were trying to play NBA Jam (I'm serious, dude has a SNES). A instinctively reached in his pocket for some more xanax, and holy shit, B immediately jumped up and sucker punched him out of nowhere while i'm laughing uncontrollably and the NBA jam announcer is yelling "HE'S ON FIRE" and shit. I don't know, i was high as fuck. Anyway, B grills A and than A starts speaking coherently for the first time in a while.

Turns out A blacked out (Big surprise) and when we told him the events that took place, he had the look of fear in his eyes, obviously not remembering he almost killed his best friends, and he gave up his xanax voluntarily. Fuck xanax, man. We threw that shit out. It was the scariest night of my life but god damn when that suckerpunch hit A suddenly everything was alright in the universe.

Thank god A forgot about that gram of MDMA.

edit: I probably should have just used fake names instead of letters, hahaha. But oh well, hope it wasn't too hard to read. It was a wild night.


[7 Points] None:

I have a friend named Charlie who was having his housewarming party 1 hour away from where I live. Since I had had a long end of the week I wasn't sure if I wanted to go crazy, but he told me there was a nice tech/house party in a club which we could check out.

I decided to take some 2C-B with me just in case, but you must know that I had tried it for the first time last week only, and I was the only one of my group of friends who tried it. Charlie has experience with MDMA and LSD, but the rest of our friends don't really do drugs, just alcohol.

Anyway, I arrive at his flat after having carpooled with some friends, and it's only guys. Like, there's 15 dudes in here, which was nice but gave the night a weird vibe. There's only good friends though, so we chat, eat some pizza and drink a few beers and shots.

After a while it's time to head out, since the last train to go back is leaving soon. I decide to stay, and take around 26/27mg of 2C-B. Some friends decide to leave, either by car of train, so we end up being around 10 going clubbing, and on the way here the drugs kick in and I feel amazing. Charlie asks me for a pill (16mg), and another guy, Mike, as well. Now, I was in high school with Mike but don't really know him, and he's super weird. I think he might have a psychological problem, like he's a psychopath or something. But he seems to be experienced with drugs so I give him a pill and we all go clubbing.

And holy shit the club was amazing. Disco balls everywhere, great music and great atmosphere. Charlie is having a blast, the rest of our group as well, but the problem is that Mike is fucking obnoxious all night long. I was trying to immerse myself completely in the music, and he keeps telling me that he wants to find some cocaine and cheap hookers. He doesn't fucking stop talking to me or anyone of our friends, and ends up pissing everyone off.

Some of the guys that are with us are wasted and try to hook up with some girls, but the mood of the night is more "dance alone and enjoy the music" than "try to drunkenly hook up with anyone" so they get rejected hard. I don't mind, I'm enjoying the music. But that guy Mike, my god. He has this crazy look in his eyes all night long, and won't shut up.

Turns out he never did drugs before, maybe weed but that's it. We left the club around 3:30 and on the way back he was telling us that the drug was asking him what he likes, and what he likes in the beach, girls, and eating raw meat. He would like to slice a girl's ass and eat it. Real creepy shit, all of us are laughing but also super weirded out.

We rest a bit at my friend's place, and I leave after a while to take the first train back home, which left at 5:00. Mike was supposed to sleep at Charlie's place so I'm really happy that I can enjoy the end of my trip alone in the train, but on the way to the station I get a text from Charlie telling me that Mike decided to take the train.

So I sit on the far end of the train hoping he won't find me, but after 30 minutes of ride he does. And the nightmare begins again, he tells me those crazy stories about women being worthless, sex being worthless, eating raw meat and shit like that. I'm super tired so I just nod from times to times and smile at him when he seeks my approval and let him ramble on. And the worst part is that he never did cocaine ! All night long he was up my ass about wanting to do cocaine because "those drugs would mix so well" and he never even did it. What a fucking idiot, just enjoy the experience especially if it's your first time doing a new substance. At some points during the train ride I was asking myself if Mike had already killed someone in his life, he seemed to not be capable of having any emotions.

My stop finally comes, and I tell him goodbye. He tells me we have to do another drug party soon, this time with hookers, and I tell him that he should wait a while before taking drugs again.

The moral of the story is don't do drugs with people you don't know that much. Also, 2C-B is an amazing drug, I'm glad I gave it another try after a shitty first experience.


[6 Points] 3chainzyolo2:

Got too stoned and barred out, microwaved some frozen pizzas, and passed out. It was a wild time.


[3 Points] dnmta32:

I binged on clonazolam. Came out of the closet to one of my best friends after a huuugeeee fight (which was a misunderstanding.) went to a college football game and drank tons of alcohol.

Oh, and this morning (Sunday) I found out I lost an old friend who was at uni (Le Cordon Bleu, one of the best culinary schools in the nation), in the Paris attacks.


[3 Points] Finga_lickin:

I'm so hungover from last night and currently can't smoke weed (might be tested in the near future) does anyone have a solution for this headache other than water, advil, and time?


[2 Points] None:

Got drunk as hell Friday night. I was more hungover than I had been in a looong time. At a huge dinner later and popped some Ambien. Feels good man.


[2 Points] None:

Don't have any PG so I've been using a toothpick to dip into some clonazolam. I don't remember anything after 8:00 PM last night. I think I fell asleep, but also I don't know where my flash drive is (y'know, the one with all the important, super-incriminating stuff) so I might have blacked out and ended up putting it somewhere. Planned on encrypting it today.

Just dumped most of the clam. I don't have enough self-control to prevent benzo addiction with so much around.


[2 Points] ayyyyyThrowaway:

TL;DR is at the bottom if you want to spoil it

This actually happened last week but,

After a period of sobriety from benzos, I was laying on my couch at 3 AM about to fall asleep when I suddenly remembered a part of a benzo blackout from months ago (~2-3).

This part I was already aware of- I had driven around to a bunch of stores looking for decent poppy seeds to use for poppy seed tea. Ended up somehow getting into costco and stealing shit without a costco membership even though I remember the greeters telling me I needed a membership. Oh that's right I asked them where I could get a membership and they pointed me to the help desk and from there I just disappeared into the crowd and the store.

The part I suddenly remembered- At one of the grocery stores I stopped at they didn't have seeds but they had a fuckton of toiletries I wanted that would cost me ~$30 if I actually paid for them. Being the college aged increasingly broke kid I am I proceeded to stuff floss, face wash, lube, toothpaste and who knows what else into my socks and pockets. I must have looked so obvious to an employee standing at the self-checkout where I walked out without buying anything after going up and down every aisle that wasn't designated to produce.

So anyway I was about to fall asleep at 3 AM when I remember that there is a huge stash of toiletries hidden somewhere. After concluding I wouldn't remember this if I went to sleep I searched through so many hiding spots and had for the most part given up looking when I decided to check drawers where I knew I would never hide shit because they were too obvious. To my surprise buried in the back of the drawer for two months had been the lube. I can't remember where any of the other stuff is maybe I used it without even thinking of it but I do remember there was much more than just lube. Walking out of the store under the glazed "I don't get paid enough to deal with this" stare of that employee I felt like frankenstein because of the packaging stuffed at the joints of my appendages. I was scared to move fluidly because I thought the loot would be visible through my clothes but in retrospect she probably knew and did not care.

TL;DR I'm a scumbag thief with lube


[1 Points] Dillysfordays:

Ordered 2 express packs thursday night shipped friday and only one showed up yesterday so monday ill have my other half g of H from TGS


[1 Points] CheekyDive:

Did way too much yay yesterday, but not as much as tonight ;)