This is still in progress, bear in mind, but I do not think the effects are going to change much given what I have read on 2-methyl-butan-2-ol.
My build is slight, no fat, although wiry and not physically weak either. Built sort of like a stick insect with metal wire wrapped round it (and no parthenogenetic procreative ability to the best of my knowledge) and sex is male. Age mid 20s (or alternatively it is ''none whatsoever please'', unless you are both classically autistic, and happen to be my 'lil dormouse, and she, does not come on this site, at least, not unless she still likes to do what originally she was, and stalk me, can't remember if I gave her my password here or not or if she just has most of my others)
Also bear in mind I have chronic pain, and have been on painkillers for nearly a decade now. Today I didn't expect to recieve the product and its just one of those days where as occasionally I do, choose to take a higher dose than what I need for pain relief...no...I take that back...a higher dose than I need to remain stable without causing withdrawal and allow me to walk or climb down the house stairs freely. My usual dose, 30mg DHC taken per os, QDS (without APAP, I told my doctor that I do not take it, and I don't, I see no point in doing so, since even given via an IV line, it is completely and utterly without any action whatsoever in me, no analgesia, or any other effect), truth be told, even taking a MUCH higher dose, as one dose, rather than QDS of my pain meds doesn't leave me anywhere like pain free, they do help though, even at my daily dose taken as a single bolus (which seems to leave me both stable and with at least some analgesia)
12x30mg dihydrocodeine tartrate tablets were taken earlier in the morning, not hugely earlier, by an hour or maybe two, I hadn't kept track of the time as I had no reason to do so when they were taken. Most likely somewhere inbetween. That was enough time to have the pills kick in some and get to the stage of a nice warm glow and relaxation.
Then what happened....my order of amylene hydrate popped through the door. Was expecting 40ml which I paid very little for, possibly wouldn't have bought it, except for novelty bioassay purposes, but I was not poorly off at the time, and besides, the ever-curious elder thing of amphibian aspect, he tells me he has some use for it too, in that he had some time ago, the novel concept enter his warty, venomous, fly-and/or-person-eating head of forming an isocyanate from the beckmann rearrangement product of a certain 3,4-methylenedioxy-ring substituted floral note chemical used in perfumery and subsequent reaction of this with an alcohol, yielding a carbamate, which would crack open in HCl to release MDA and the alcohol the carbamate corresponds to. This being sufficient, as long as no MDA byproduct from a wet alcohol/solvent etc. is allowed to remain in the reaction conditions.
Was expecting a nicely sized order of methoxetamine, along with some fresh syringes, 30ga. 1/2 inch needles and amps of sterile water to go with it. Having found out that intravenous methoxetamine is EXCELLENT for both the tendon and joint pain, as well as for the neuropathy I got left with, after having surgery, which aside from preventing the knee from locking, stopped neither pain, weakness, nor the affected leg collapsing occasionally entirely. Did lessen the frequency of it collapsing, but not eliminate it...this seems to be happening more and more often in the present time.
What the bloody buggers DID do however, was damage a nerve, most probably my medial sural cutaneous nerve, or possibly an ofshoot of my tibial. Left me with neuropathy and paraesthesia thats usually treated (to a degree) by pregabalin, although its not great, works a treat for potentiating opiate nods though. This is getting included because it does have a bearing on this report, despite my methoxetamine and injection supplies not yet getting here. I find methoxetamine fantastic for dealing with my pain, and altogether a most enjoyable recreational, and the afterglow the day after, and for a good few days post doses it provides a good increase in energy, motivation and a strong antidepressant-like mood lift, appears to be strongly anxiolytic also.
Its both a strong dissociative anaesthetic, and also, I believe a stronger mu opioid receptor agonist than people suspect, giving a distinct, pronounced, although not overwhelming rush on intravenous injection as well as being able to maintain this subject completely, without recourse to his dihydrocodeine at all being given by intravenous injection BD...not enough to make him nod until a dose is reached that makes MXE preclude that entirely, by putting him under a surgical plane of anaesthesia. Slight local anaesthetic properties also (I intend on testing something out, division of a good solid dose that would M-hole him without question into 2ml of sterile water for injection, and infiltrating a depot shot, subcut, of a quarter of the solution each shallowly over the patellar tendon, median sural cutaneous nerve, approximately equal to the middle point between the anterior cruciate ligaments and a little up and to the outer median side of the median sural cutaneous nerve to cover roughly the locality of the tibial nerves first major branch in the direction of the pelvis. Of course, its a given that said solution will be prepared with sterifilteration using an 0.22 micron filter...I think its not impossible there may be a non-centrally mediated analgesia possible that is not just the sum of the centrally mediated opioid and dissociative properties...at any rate, the mild local anaesthesia would without precluding walking, likely lessen pain significantly for a while)
Why am I including information about methoxetamine, which I have none of, and haven't as such, taken (no syringes to put one of the needles in my injection kit on either until they come) ? because ethanol is known to have a sizeable dissociative component to it, especially in larger doses, and an easily perceptible NMDA antagonist signature. I have used MXE heavily, been through around 6-7g spaced over a month or so, and more previous to that although having had a break from its use between the last two runs of use, I thus have a sizeable tolerance to dissociatives and can accurately assay this property of 2-methyl-butan-2-ol than I would otherwise be able to if I had no such tolerance, this is partially offset by somewhat negligent in frequency, dosing of piracetam (which will both counteract, and/or block the effects of NMDA antagonists, and given AMPA receptors feed forward glutamatergic signalling to cause expulsion of the magnesium ion responsible for the voltage and ligand-gated blockade of the NMDA receptor at resting potentials, which is responsible for the level of receptor expression and likely sensitivity to antagonists) but I have been lazy, and have little left right now.
What does appear to be the case, is that after dosing the quantity of amylene hydrate I have thus far my pain is lessened more than what I believe would be the case on merely the opioid. Still present though, but only MXE adequately completely eliminates it.
Dosage and route of 2-M2B taken so far? 4.16g, per os, in gelcaps. The liquid is clear, and has, contrary to the description of 'minty and chemical' in wikipedia it has a pronounced and quite definate smell of either ether or THF. Tastes like ether too (drunk enough to be able to tell it when I taste it..and one of my favourite kinds of candy is flavoured with ether..or was, actually, since they took it out of the recipe I haven't bought a single tube of victory Vs, well, one, only needed to buy one to find out I was dissapointed with that stupid idea) It must have a low water content as it doesn't soften and melt the gelcaps in the time needed to empty the indometacin out of them, and add the weighed out amylene hydrate via a pipette.
To start with, being that a dose of opioids that would cause some respiratory depression was kicking in (although not dangerously depressing to my breathing rate or tidal volume) 1g, which is noted to be very, very much on the low side for this drug was taken, the gelcaps being washed down by a good slug of sort of flat coke. Within ten minutes then a warm glow was felt. Part of this was I believe, local in origin, the bursting of the gelcaps and release of something which was basically pure overproof alcohol in that respect being heating and a circulatory stimulant, also the beginnings of a warm glow of central origin had begun to manifest. Not so much subtle, but not overpowering and not strong. Just feelable, but not in the way or pushy.
First time with this drug, so its prudent to dose slowly until one can be reasonably sure one is where they want to be. A little then was inhaled also, inspired by the etherial scent, when I smell ether, that immediately makes me want to squirt some into a bottle and pull away on it, I love ether, but get to do it very rarely, as it will stink the house out if I do it inside
Don't want to waste the amylene hydrate though, so one of the small glass vials it was purchased in was held underneath the nose, as I have done with ether when taking it to parties, like a bottle of butyl nitrite poppers, one nostril closed, and inhaled repeatedly. No rapid onset of dissociative effects like with ether, but 2-methyl-butan-2-ol is known to be MUCH longer lasting, 8 hours or so.
Quite relaxing, added some euphoria that hadn't been reached by the opiates to the experience, around half an hour later, seeing as how its been taken quite slowly a second gram was taken, that ended up being 1.16g, but blowed it I see it as practical to take back 0.16g of a drug active in doses of multiple grams, I see more chance of accidentally knocking over a vial. I have more than one obviously, but all the same, I don't want to lose what I handed over perfectly legitimate and hard to come by currency for...and of course, ye olde toade wanteth some for his ministrations in the lab over whatever the hell he is up to this time, or get it spilled into the bowels of his milligram scale or inside his keyboard.
Again, rapid onset of effect, with the warmth signifified by absorption providing a herald of the effects.
This time...what was a relaxed, pleasant opioid experience with a hint of sedation from the 2-M2B turned into my nodding. Eyes closing every so often, suddenly jerking back to full conscousness in a myoclonic way as I find typical of opioid effects.
Around 3/4-1 hour ish were left before redosing this time. Some slowing of respiration is evident, but again, not threatening, just there. I probably wouldn't do a signifificantly strong dose of methoxetamine under this combination of this dose of DHC plus the amylene hydrate, had it arrived. Would do some, but would do the IV push very slowly, and carefully watch respiration rate and tidal volume to ensure comfort. Nodding pronounced now. Keep closing my eyes, in fact I cannot willfully force them to remain open 100% of the time, closed them, and was presented with the image of the stunning, grey-hazel eyed, brunnete, oxy-carbon subnitride flame intense beauty of my dear dormouse, coming closer as though to kiss me. definately a vote for my approval on this one then, regardless of any hangover, that said, I could be getting capsaicin injected into my eyeballs, and if I saw her face, then it would recieve a positive report.
I really am shocked, by the effect she has on me, and the capacity she has to make me feel emotions intensely, I never knew I COULD feel things that intensely emotionally, all my life, until I came to realise just how much I treasure my dearest lady. She matters to me, more than anyone, or anyTHING else, ever has. If it took my selling or giving away every last material possession I had, keeping only my computer and phone to communicate with her to be by her side, then I would do it without a fraction of a second in hesitation.
Thats not the drug talking, that is what I have long known I feel. I am a very, very very lucky man, in that I got to have a beautiful lady of her caliber stalking me, so shockingly, mindblowingly stunning, and so completely up front, brutally and unflinchingly honest, softly spoken, yet hyperintense of feeling of an classical autie girl, I think of her so many times throughout every day, the moment I wake up, I think of my dormouse, and as soon as I turn my computer on, the first thing I like to do, is look at a photo of her, lying down, on her bed, smiling. Sleek dark hair, grey eyes, and a smile that would melt molybdenum as easily as a fission-boosted, deuterium/tritium boosted fusion bomb would melt an icecube, twice my age, give or take a couple of years, at 44, but not looking it at all, I think of her often, all the time, can be walking down the road, eating, drinking, going to the loo, feeding my silvery grey rescue(ish) cat, working with the power tools or performing some sort of chemical synthesis/purification, and her face, her petite, slim, pale body with the waist-length hair, and her soft american accent walks into my mind again to make me crack a huge smile. I must look like I am on something plenty of times when I am on nothing but the bare minimum of painkillers to hold me and keep me properly mobile because of the way my mouth twists up into that huge grin, the same one thats as big or bigger as the one that would show on my face about 3 seconds after an IV push of methoxetamine or morphine sulfate. Hell, she has even actually woken me up before plenty of times, not being physically present, but just the thought of her, its enough to make me wake from a deep sleep, and curl u contentedly, smiling like a cat with a bowl of cream. I'd do anything for her, give my life for her even if she needed it. I have never had to ask her if she means something shes said, never had to question her faithfulness, or her intensity of love for me, never had to doubt a single thing about her or from her.
Anyways, back on track...yes, obviously, it just happened again, and the thoughts of my dear dormouse came straight back into my mind, as so often they do.
An hour or so past the second dose, a third dose of 2-CH3-2-butanol, 2g this time, was taken, again, like the others, pipetted into gelcaps, sealed, and swallowed with a drink. A fleeting nausea was experienced on them bursting, but no more than a minute or two, with the warmth and heat being felt strongly this time, more so than before. This quickly subsided though in a mere handful of minutes. Nodding strongly now, no nausea. A little drymouth, although I attribute this to the DHC. I can, tolerance to the 3-MeO-eticyclidine notwithstanding, I feel a taste of dissociative signature. I find this quite distinctive, as much as so as a cannabinoid containing bong hit, or the rush of an intravenous opioid, if its there, I will realise it, as easily as I would know the taste of salt or sweetness. Respiration rate slow, steady, and a taste on the breath, especially breathing out through the nose, that is the same as I get after having swallowed a shot of diethyl ether.
That will be my report for now, more updates will be done though as and when appropriate, probably not for a while though. This is a euphoric substance, not the intense, shallow, ecstatic euphorigenic effect of enteral GBL, but a slower, long lasting, very relaxed euphoria. I am, however, hungry, so I am going to go out and buy something to eat. Then come home, eat, think of my dormouse while curled up on my bed with some music on, nodding, stick on some music, and think of my girl some more.
After eating, I think I will dose a little more amylene hydrate, I think I might plug 1-1.5ml. This is NOTHING like alcohol, at least in as far as I can tell while I'm on a decent dose of DHC also. I don't MIND alcohol especially, but in moderation. i don't really appreciate anything more than a light, warming buzz, or a good few drinks at the end of a long, long day hiking through the woods on AMT with a light meal. EtOH feels otherwise...dirty if that makes sense, and there are less pleasant qualitities about it that just don't render it a suitable recreational or relaxant substance on the whole. Diuretic effect of 2-methyl-2-butanol unlike with C2H5OH seem not just reduced, but absent, not merely proportionally but entirely. If there are any they are slight. I could use a piss right now, but opioids also, I would feel the need to urinate frequently if it were alcohol, but experience urinary retention due to bladder sphincter myorelaxation which would make it more difficult.
Could use a cigar, I quit smoking fags (well occasionally I will go to a gaybar with my revolver and brainsmoke a few of those bastards in the toilets as they sit on the dunny
) after my first, inadvertently bloody well very heavy AMT experience but I do enjoy the occasional tin of short, strong panatellas, and the very occasional treat of one or two of my favourite large, cuban oscuro corona de lux...this desire right now is not because I crave nicotine and am dependent, but because I feel it would add the experience and be just the thing. Other than that...just curl up and picture every last expression, every last hair, skin tone and curve on my dearest one.
My build is slight, no fat, although wiry and not physically weak either. Built sort of like a stick insect with metal wire wrapped round it (and no parthenogenetic procreative ability to the best of my knowledge) and sex is male. Age mid 20s (or alternatively it is ''none whatsoever please'', unless you are both classically autistic, and happen to be my 'lil dormouse, and she, does not come on this site, at least, not unless she still likes to do what originally she was, and stalk me, can't remember if I gave her my password here or not or if she just has most of my others)
Also bear in mind I have chronic pain, and have been on painkillers for nearly a decade now. Today I didn't expect to recieve the product and its just one of those days where as occasionally I do, choose to take a higher dose than what I need for pain relief...no...I take that back...a higher dose than I need to remain stable without causing withdrawal and allow me to walk or climb down the house stairs freely. My usual dose, 30mg DHC taken per os, QDS (without APAP, I told my doctor that I do not take it, and I don't, I see no point in doing so, since even given via an IV line, it is completely and utterly without any action whatsoever in me, no analgesia, or any other effect), truth be told, even taking a MUCH higher dose, as one dose, rather than QDS of my pain meds doesn't leave me anywhere like pain free, they do help though, even at my daily dose taken as a single bolus (which seems to leave me both stable and with at least some analgesia)
12x30mg dihydrocodeine tartrate tablets were taken earlier in the morning, not hugely earlier, by an hour or maybe two, I hadn't kept track of the time as I had no reason to do so when they were taken. Most likely somewhere inbetween. That was enough time to have the pills kick in some and get to the stage of a nice warm glow and relaxation.
Then what happened....my order of amylene hydrate popped through the door. Was expecting 40ml which I paid very little for, possibly wouldn't have bought it, except for novelty bioassay purposes, but I was not poorly off at the time, and besides, the ever-curious elder thing of amphibian aspect, he tells me he has some use for it too, in that he had some time ago, the novel concept enter his warty, venomous, fly-and/or-person-eating head of forming an isocyanate from the beckmann rearrangement product of a certain 3,4-methylenedioxy-ring substituted floral note chemical used in perfumery and subsequent reaction of this with an alcohol, yielding a carbamate, which would crack open in HCl to release MDA and the alcohol the carbamate corresponds to. This being sufficient, as long as no MDA byproduct from a wet alcohol/solvent etc. is allowed to remain in the reaction conditions.
Was expecting a nicely sized order of methoxetamine, along with some fresh syringes, 30ga. 1/2 inch needles and amps of sterile water to go with it. Having found out that intravenous methoxetamine is EXCELLENT for both the tendon and joint pain, as well as for the neuropathy I got left with, after having surgery, which aside from preventing the knee from locking, stopped neither pain, weakness, nor the affected leg collapsing occasionally entirely. Did lessen the frequency of it collapsing, but not eliminate it...this seems to be happening more and more often in the present time.
What the bloody buggers DID do however, was damage a nerve, most probably my medial sural cutaneous nerve, or possibly an ofshoot of my tibial. Left me with neuropathy and paraesthesia thats usually treated (to a degree) by pregabalin, although its not great, works a treat for potentiating opiate nods though. This is getting included because it does have a bearing on this report, despite my methoxetamine and injection supplies not yet getting here. I find methoxetamine fantastic for dealing with my pain, and altogether a most enjoyable recreational, and the afterglow the day after, and for a good few days post doses it provides a good increase in energy, motivation and a strong antidepressant-like mood lift, appears to be strongly anxiolytic also.
Its both a strong dissociative anaesthetic, and also, I believe a stronger mu opioid receptor agonist than people suspect, giving a distinct, pronounced, although not overwhelming rush on intravenous injection as well as being able to maintain this subject completely, without recourse to his dihydrocodeine at all being given by intravenous injection BD...not enough to make him nod until a dose is reached that makes MXE preclude that entirely, by putting him under a surgical plane of anaesthesia. Slight local anaesthetic properties also (I intend on testing something out, division of a good solid dose that would M-hole him without question into 2ml of sterile water for injection, and infiltrating a depot shot, subcut, of a quarter of the solution each shallowly over the patellar tendon, median sural cutaneous nerve, approximately equal to the middle point between the anterior cruciate ligaments and a little up and to the outer median side of the median sural cutaneous nerve to cover roughly the locality of the tibial nerves first major branch in the direction of the pelvis. Of course, its a given that said solution will be prepared with sterifilteration using an 0.22 micron filter...I think its not impossible there may be a non-centrally mediated analgesia possible that is not just the sum of the centrally mediated opioid and dissociative properties...at any rate, the mild local anaesthesia would without precluding walking, likely lessen pain significantly for a while)
Why am I including information about methoxetamine, which I have none of, and haven't as such, taken (no syringes to put one of the needles in my injection kit on either until they come) ? because ethanol is known to have a sizeable dissociative component to it, especially in larger doses, and an easily perceptible NMDA antagonist signature. I have used MXE heavily, been through around 6-7g spaced over a month or so, and more previous to that although having had a break from its use between the last two runs of use, I thus have a sizeable tolerance to dissociatives and can accurately assay this property of 2-methyl-butan-2-ol than I would otherwise be able to if I had no such tolerance, this is partially offset by somewhat negligent in frequency, dosing of piracetam (which will both counteract, and/or block the effects of NMDA antagonists, and given AMPA receptors feed forward glutamatergic signalling to cause expulsion of the magnesium ion responsible for the voltage and ligand-gated blockade of the NMDA receptor at resting potentials, which is responsible for the level of receptor expression and likely sensitivity to antagonists) but I have been lazy, and have little left right now.
What does appear to be the case, is that after dosing the quantity of amylene hydrate I have thus far my pain is lessened more than what I believe would be the case on merely the opioid. Still present though, but only MXE adequately completely eliminates it.
Dosage and route of 2-M2B taken so far? 4.16g, per os, in gelcaps. The liquid is clear, and has, contrary to the description of 'minty and chemical' in wikipedia it has a pronounced and quite definate smell of either ether or THF. Tastes like ether too (drunk enough to be able to tell it when I taste it..and one of my favourite kinds of candy is flavoured with ether..or was, actually, since they took it out of the recipe I haven't bought a single tube of victory Vs, well, one, only needed to buy one to find out I was dissapointed with that stupid idea) It must have a low water content as it doesn't soften and melt the gelcaps in the time needed to empty the indometacin out of them, and add the weighed out amylene hydrate via a pipette.
To start with, being that a dose of opioids that would cause some respiratory depression was kicking in (although not dangerously depressing to my breathing rate or tidal volume) 1g, which is noted to be very, very much on the low side for this drug was taken, the gelcaps being washed down by a good slug of sort of flat coke. Within ten minutes then a warm glow was felt. Part of this was I believe, local in origin, the bursting of the gelcaps and release of something which was basically pure overproof alcohol in that respect being heating and a circulatory stimulant, also the beginnings of a warm glow of central origin had begun to manifest. Not so much subtle, but not overpowering and not strong. Just feelable, but not in the way or pushy.
First time with this drug, so its prudent to dose slowly until one can be reasonably sure one is where they want to be. A little then was inhaled also, inspired by the etherial scent, when I smell ether, that immediately makes me want to squirt some into a bottle and pull away on it, I love ether, but get to do it very rarely, as it will stink the house out if I do it inside
Don't want to waste the amylene hydrate though, so one of the small glass vials it was purchased in was held underneath the nose, as I have done with ether when taking it to parties, like a bottle of butyl nitrite poppers, one nostril closed, and inhaled repeatedly. No rapid onset of dissociative effects like with ether, but 2-methyl-butan-2-ol is known to be MUCH longer lasting, 8 hours or so.
Quite relaxing, added some euphoria that hadn't been reached by the opiates to the experience, around half an hour later, seeing as how its been taken quite slowly a second gram was taken, that ended up being 1.16g, but blowed it I see it as practical to take back 0.16g of a drug active in doses of multiple grams, I see more chance of accidentally knocking over a vial. I have more than one obviously, but all the same, I don't want to lose what I handed over perfectly legitimate and hard to come by currency for...and of course, ye olde toade wanteth some for his ministrations in the lab over whatever the hell he is up to this time, or get it spilled into the bowels of his milligram scale or inside his keyboard.
Again, rapid onset of effect, with the warmth signifified by absorption providing a herald of the effects.
This time...what was a relaxed, pleasant opioid experience with a hint of sedation from the 2-M2B turned into my nodding. Eyes closing every so often, suddenly jerking back to full conscousness in a myoclonic way as I find typical of opioid effects.
Around 3/4-1 hour ish were left before redosing this time. Some slowing of respiration is evident, but again, not threatening, just there. I probably wouldn't do a signifificantly strong dose of methoxetamine under this combination of this dose of DHC plus the amylene hydrate, had it arrived. Would do some, but would do the IV push very slowly, and carefully watch respiration rate and tidal volume to ensure comfort. Nodding pronounced now. Keep closing my eyes, in fact I cannot willfully force them to remain open 100% of the time, closed them, and was presented with the image of the stunning, grey-hazel eyed, brunnete, oxy-carbon subnitride flame intense beauty of my dear dormouse, coming closer as though to kiss me. definately a vote for my approval on this one then, regardless of any hangover, that said, I could be getting capsaicin injected into my eyeballs, and if I saw her face, then it would recieve a positive report.
I really am shocked, by the effect she has on me, and the capacity she has to make me feel emotions intensely, I never knew I COULD feel things that intensely emotionally, all my life, until I came to realise just how much I treasure my dearest lady. She matters to me, more than anyone, or anyTHING else, ever has. If it took my selling or giving away every last material possession I had, keeping only my computer and phone to communicate with her to be by her side, then I would do it without a fraction of a second in hesitation.
Thats not the drug talking, that is what I have long known I feel. I am a very, very very lucky man, in that I got to have a beautiful lady of her caliber stalking me, so shockingly, mindblowingly stunning, and so completely up front, brutally and unflinchingly honest, softly spoken, yet hyperintense of feeling of an classical autie girl, I think of her so many times throughout every day, the moment I wake up, I think of my dormouse, and as soon as I turn my computer on, the first thing I like to do, is look at a photo of her, lying down, on her bed, smiling. Sleek dark hair, grey eyes, and a smile that would melt molybdenum as easily as a fission-boosted, deuterium/tritium boosted fusion bomb would melt an icecube, twice my age, give or take a couple of years, at 44, but not looking it at all, I think of her often, all the time, can be walking down the road, eating, drinking, going to the loo, feeding my silvery grey rescue(ish) cat, working with the power tools or performing some sort of chemical synthesis/purification, and her face, her petite, slim, pale body with the waist-length hair, and her soft american accent walks into my mind again to make me crack a huge smile. I must look like I am on something plenty of times when I am on nothing but the bare minimum of painkillers to hold me and keep me properly mobile because of the way my mouth twists up into that huge grin, the same one thats as big or bigger as the one that would show on my face about 3 seconds after an IV push of methoxetamine or morphine sulfate. Hell, she has even actually woken me up before plenty of times, not being physically present, but just the thought of her, its enough to make me wake from a deep sleep, and curl u contentedly, smiling like a cat with a bowl of cream. I'd do anything for her, give my life for her even if she needed it. I have never had to ask her if she means something shes said, never had to question her faithfulness, or her intensity of love for me, never had to doubt a single thing about her or from her.
Anyways, back on track...yes, obviously, it just happened again, and the thoughts of my dear dormouse came straight back into my mind, as so often they do.
An hour or so past the second dose, a third dose of 2-CH3-2-butanol, 2g this time, was taken, again, like the others, pipetted into gelcaps, sealed, and swallowed with a drink. A fleeting nausea was experienced on them bursting, but no more than a minute or two, with the warmth and heat being felt strongly this time, more so than before. This quickly subsided though in a mere handful of minutes. Nodding strongly now, no nausea. A little drymouth, although I attribute this to the DHC. I can, tolerance to the 3-MeO-eticyclidine notwithstanding, I feel a taste of dissociative signature. I find this quite distinctive, as much as so as a cannabinoid containing bong hit, or the rush of an intravenous opioid, if its there, I will realise it, as easily as I would know the taste of salt or sweetness. Respiration rate slow, steady, and a taste on the breath, especially breathing out through the nose, that is the same as I get after having swallowed a shot of diethyl ether.
That will be my report for now, more updates will be done though as and when appropriate, probably not for a while though. This is a euphoric substance, not the intense, shallow, ecstatic euphorigenic effect of enteral GBL, but a slower, long lasting, very relaxed euphoria. I am, however, hungry, so I am going to go out and buy something to eat. Then come home, eat, think of my dormouse while curled up on my bed with some music on, nodding, stick on some music, and think of my girl some more.
After eating, I think I will dose a little more amylene hydrate, I think I might plug 1-1.5ml. This is NOTHING like alcohol, at least in as far as I can tell while I'm on a decent dose of DHC also. I don't MIND alcohol especially, but in moderation. i don't really appreciate anything more than a light, warming buzz, or a good few drinks at the end of a long, long day hiking through the woods on AMT with a light meal. EtOH feels otherwise...dirty if that makes sense, and there are less pleasant qualitities about it that just don't render it a suitable recreational or relaxant substance on the whole. Diuretic effect of 2-methyl-2-butanol unlike with C2H5OH seem not just reduced, but absent, not merely proportionally but entirely. If there are any they are slight. I could use a piss right now, but opioids also, I would feel the need to urinate frequently if it were alcohol, but experience urinary retention due to bladder sphincter myorelaxation which would make it more difficult.
Could use a cigar, I quit smoking fags (well occasionally I will go to a gaybar with my revolver and brainsmoke a few of those bastards in the toilets as they sit on the dunny
) after my first, inadvertently bloody well very heavy AMT experience but I do enjoy the occasional tin of short, strong panatellas, and the very occasional treat of one or two of my favourite large, cuban oscuro corona de lux...this desire right now is not because I crave nicotine and am dependent, but because I feel it would add the experience and be just the thing. Other than that...just curl up and picture every last expression, every last hair, skin tone and curve on my dearest one.
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