Bad Ideas, Bad Times

So it isn't tuesday but whatever, I couldn't be bothered writing earlier in the week so it looks like now's the time. I did drink the Robo though, and believe me there will be no repeat performances. I guess I reached the 2nd plateau or whatever by doubling it to 200ml but FUCK it was fucking horrendous. Exactly like K, gross as shit dude. I hate that stuff anyways so having it sprung on me like that, woah. I couldn't even see straight for like 5 hours and all the while I was trying to engage in these normal conversations with people online. I'm not even reading that shit back 'cause who the fuck knows what I was on about probably.

So yeah, DXM ain't for me I guess. I've heard pretty weird stuff about the 4th plateau though - people apparently use high doses for 'shamanic practice and spiritual enlightenment' which sounds cool. I read a story about this one dude who thought he was a flower he was tripping so hard. I don't trust myself though I know I'd puke everywhere or die or something. It's hella dissociative too so I'd probably end up doing a load of crazy embarrassing shit and not remembering it. Guess I won't be reaching the higher plateaus any time ever then.

Other bullshit...trying to find a house with semi-luck but it's stressing me out too much to even think about right now. I'm going down to London to sort it all out next week for 43 BEANS which'll be nice for my bank account etc. But hopefully I'll come back with a house so sweeeeeeeeeeeeet.

Anyways, I'm sleepy.