Not even close to the stupidest but it happened tonight so I shall share.
I had been very good and taken no psychedelic drugs at all until I was sure I had nothing more to do responsibly. So when I finally did decide it was aMT time I was well prepared but took only half of my usual dose as I had plans for this to be joined shortly after by some AL-LAD.
Within about 10 mins of taking the aMT my mum rang and she needed some cigarettes and wondered if I’d call and get her some as she didn’t wanna go out and I couldn’t blame her and tripping or not, I’d rather be out there than my mum. The only problem was I had zero money on me so I had to go there back there and back again so as I was feeling pretty happy and I know the shopkeeper pretty well I’d go and ask him to let me have 20 cigarettes for 20 mins and I offered to leave my house keys with him.
I would never have even dreamed of asking for credit but the thought of all the extra walking while coming up on aMT made me decide it was worth a try and this led to something I didn’t expect. He said he doesn’t strap fags on but alcohol he had no problem with. I asked him if that meant I could take a crate of pint stella cans and he said as long as you pay when you say that’s fine. I didn’t want any beer at all but the fact he’d give me a crate on credit till whenever I said I’d pay and yet the bastard wouldn’t let me take 20 fags for less than 30 mins.
Anyway the aMT started doing it’s job around the time I lft the shop the 1st time and for the next hour or so I was out I must have seen over 500 people and almost none of them existed. Every fucking thing I saw looked like a person walking and at times I even had to stop and stare to make sure.
I suppose I should be thankful I couldn’t remember where I’d put my AL-LAD and so was less fucked up than I’d planned on being lol
