Well yeah I tried LSD, again, after a pretty long time though. And yeah the experience of getting high on acid is still as great as it used to be. Theres something about these damn friday nights that kind of makes me do loony stuff. Maybe the moon and the pole star and my degenerated neurons line up and my cerebral circuit gets re-wired or something. I dont know.
But back to the ACID. So i made my way to Berkeley with a group of people, consumed copiuos amounts of tequila and jag at Starry Plough, which btw I think is the coolest pub in the Bay area, with some wonderful irish bands that perform on weekends. But these days my neurons have kind of become immuned to lethal liquid cocktails, so I and the bunch I was with needed some other means of getting high. R, being a Berk student suggested we try out the age old Berk tradition of going with the ACID and so off we went to her apartment.
After some frantic phone calls from R and her friends we managed to stash up a fair amount of the good stuff and then finally it was time for me to get reunited with my long lost buddy. The acid that we had was of the paper varierty, that is small stamp sized paper that is soaked with the good stuff that you need to swallow.
Now at first glance those stamps look pretty inocuous and your brain kind of gets the impression "Huh, that wont do anything for me". So in an egoistic frenzy you might actually end up over doing the stuff. Meaning you take in more than one of the stamps at the first go. And readers let me tell you that is not at all recommended. MS did that and ended up spending the night under the bed screaming at the top off his voice " Please dont tell Lisa (no idea who Lisa is) that I masturbate with gay porn". As for me I started with one of them, after which everything in the room seemed really really vibrant. It was like you were seeing everything through 3D tinted glass and unlike grass it doesnt make you feel light. On the contrary your senses I think become more sharper and you can actually start to sense the paranormal as well. I had a fascinating discussion with the an equally trashed girl (a philosophy phd grad) about who was the greatest serial killer Son of Sam or Ted Bundy and she complained bitterly that its a shame that people dont study Charles Manson and David Queresh and the philosophy of cults.
I finally passed out after two doses (im guessing this) and as always tons of alcohol and acid didnt make me puke even this time around.
And now I realize that I should have gone to Berk. Its a much cooler place with more intellignt people around. Stanford's screwed up admission policy where they hand out admissions to one and all at the Masters level, ends up intoxicating the grad population with a huge percentage of dumbos who cant tell the difference between a dodo and a dildo. So any of you wannabe Phds take my advise and go to berk. Stanford is well shallow, to put it mildly.
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did you get into a trance?
@oksi: I did and am feeling the aftermath right now and i might hv spoiled a good well planned decent saturday night as well !!
David Quesresh is a fascinating character sweetheart and handsome to boot as well.. I wouldnt mind a grad course based on him.
Still no posts about ur gay experiences. are u sure u r bicurious??
what did you see? details!!!
would you say it was bliss?
how does it compare to last time?
Nice comparison between the dodo and the dildo!!
Do stan people read this blog??
So did acid make u realize that stan isnt that good. God that sure does qualify you for a first rate dumb moron.
women are like vw beetles. they have nice curves, are roomier than they look, and are completely unreliable after the first year.
ludwig dude you rock! i will add that to my blog. how many mpg do you get?
homosexuality is regarded as shameful by barbarians and by those who live under despotic governments just as philosophy is regarded as shameful by them, because it is apparently not in the interest of such rulers to have great ideas engendered in their subjects, or powerful friendships or passionate love-all of which homosexuality is particularly apt to produce.
so u guys are welcome to my symposium next wkned. leo strauss is getting the food. not only am i bicurious, i'm epicurious :)
i know, the revolution wud go quicker if ppl could just have mind kids.
and it's NOT about words, it's about DEEDS, damnit!! lovers of the world, unite! you have nothing to lose...
hey, lay off the acid.
did you go to vics?
I havent tried Acis, but sure have done grass. And one thing abot grass is that it makes u so damn hungry after uve finished with ur hallucinations. Does Acid do the same thing to you??
Dude try the pills, they are probably a bit more expensive but believe me when I ssay this its wort every penny.
Is stanford really that dumb??
sau, sure david has soft hair but ted is much more clean cut. but hell, all psychos are great at makeup sex. after all the years of childhood humiliation it's going to all come out in tears when they pass their tipping point. a sensitive, tender lot, they are. but you wouldn't think so with all the heavy bondage. they just need someone to listen to their shit but no one has the time.
is cupid around? cuz i had lunch with psyche today cuz she had to reschedule. hey she's a cutie! i mean, not the sharpest pencil in the box but not rail thin either. yeah, she's cute. niiice smile, very nice. very sweet. wish i had a pic.
you'll just be like talking with your friend, and she'll suddenly show up and "join" in the conversation w/ your friend about the conversation the both of us were originally having.... but she won't look at you! what gives? and then u try to look and say something to her and she still doesn't look at you. but hey, that she showd up at all means she likes you. ooooo she likes you .... hahahaha.
so here's what you do. later again at the party you intentionally run into her but this time you go "oh, hi!" (yeah cheerful like that) oh, wait, i already said that like 10 minutes ago... sorry." (smile pretend sheepishly) and then walk away.
and that will be the ultimate mindfuck cuz she'll won't quite remember you cuz she didn't look at your face the first time, but then she'll be like... wait did that guy really say hi to me? did i meet him before? i mean he looks familiar and he's kinda cute, but wait, 10 minutes ago, where was i???
and the secret is that she thinks you're being vulnerable and cute by being shy and leaving (and the cute way you smiled). hahahah! then she'll be much nicer to you cuz you looked shy and harmless.
and then it will totally force her to satisfy her curiousity and find you again later at the party. unless she's completely drunk, she will find you. be patient, cuz even if she leaves, she will still be thinking about you and she will find you in some oblique way thru her friends.
i hope that works or else aphrodite is going to kill me.
i know, psyche is gorgeous! mmmm... i could write a poem about her face... just... oh.... so poised and delicate.... fuck i hate i when the words don't come to me. argh!
her grace is beyond words.
argh!
sappho don't be so hard on yourself... the words will come.
did you find the pillows you were looking for at bed and bath?
no but i found some nice lavender scented candles beyond.
yeah i think ted is cuter. i would know, i was in the military and in prison. i wasn't bicurious to start with, but it sure taught me a lot about language games.
and btw sappho they have nice selection at pier 1.
sunanya, why worth every penny? i can't even handle aspirin and the side effects.
doesn't she look like your friend stacy? she does, doesn't she? try writing about her.
or not. would that be compromising the integrity of the poem?
yeah i think so. scratch that. but they do look strikingly similiar, mannerisms and all. so poised and walking slowly. i mean, not slowly, but gracefully. you know what i mean.
hey plato, im bringing the food too. btw your theaetetus SUCKS! AHAHAHAH!
and wittgen, i fucking told you not to join the war, and look what happened to you, became a fucking mystic. lad had so much potential, and just wasted it. just couldn't grunt like manly positivist...shit. a wasted genius.
hey venus, it's ok, don't freak out! i wud add, just make sure you get enough eye contact so she'll remember you. you only have one line and one chance, so just the right amt, not too quickly so she'll forget you, but not creepy either. same goes for the smile. get good in front of the mirror. then throw all theory out the window and just go with the flow.
I'm so jealous..
@drops of jupiter: why exactly?
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