Previous Experiences With BZP:
FOAF was introduced to BZP by a FOAF of their own, who will be referred to as FOAF
2. This BZP had no effect FOAF could notice, and the appearance was different from what FOAF crystallized themselves-- yellowish-brown, coarse crystals instead of the spiky-snowy white crystals FOAF got. Then again, FOAF was deliberately trying the smallest doses possible, and in retrospect FOAF things they might have been BZP-carbonate, which FOAF has read is weaker.
Experience I:
This happened early in the morning, after FOAF had 1.5 hours of sleep, due to staying up late the night before. After dumping the filtered precipitate onto a flat plate to dry, FOAF was left with a glass container that had BZP-HCl residue still clinging to the walls. After waiting for it to be completely dry (i.e. not smelling like acetone anymore) FOAF sloshed around some orange juice in it and drank it. The OJ masked the awful flavor and FOAF has an unsubstantiated suspicion that it also accelerated absorbtion. In no more than 10 minutes, FOAF was very alert, motivated, and cheerful. FOAF
2 told FOAF that BZP causes appetite loss, dry mouth, and dehydration. FOAF found this to be true and tried to heed FOAF
2's advice by drinking plenty of water and forcing themselves to eat. FOAF
2 had also suggested supplementing melatonin and 'mood stabilizers' but FOAF didn't have melatonin on them and doesn't know where they can get their hands on modd stabilizers. FOAF attended an 8:30AM class in a technical subject that usually causes FOAF to nod off unless FOAF snorts some ground-up No-Doz (FOAF thinks the gut is a very wasteful way to absorb almost any pharmaceutical-- at least FOAF isn't snorting anymore ephedrine, so fuck off). FOAF was attentive the whole time and really enjoyed that class. FOAF also found that they
enjoyed the sensation of grinding their teeth, so they did it. A lot. For the rest of the day. Next FOAF went to work. FOAF found themselves very social, outgoing, and talkative. Unfortunately, FOAF got distracted by something on the computer. FOAF sat there fiddling with web stuff for like FIVE HOURS, fidgeting and grinding their jaw the whole time. FOAF took one bathroom break, and barely made it there without wetting themselves. FOAF eventually tore themselves away from the computer and went home to eat. By evening, FOAF was just
starting to slow down. FOAF knocked themselves out with a few melatonins, and woke up early in the morning (4-6 hours later) refreshed and still slightly speedy and euphoric, which lasted for most of
that day.
Lesson: if you take too much BZP, you'll get obsessive compulsive, so a trick FOAF uses from now on is to pick something, or a list of things, that they need to get done. Then, FOAF strictly forbids themselves from thinking about anything but what's on the list.
Another Lesson: buy some gum to chew on when you take BZP. That way you'll go easier on your teeth.
Experience II:
FOAF bought some ephedra-extract capsules (the weak-ass herbal kind that seem to be more and more common these days unfortunately) and dumped out the brown gunk for use with some later project maybe. FOAF needed the capsules, you see, so they could give a sample to FOAF
2. This is before FOAF figured out how to pack the capsules more efficiently, and was just scooping up powdered BZP-HCl. FOAF
2 reported that the stuff was mild, and had a slow onset. Maybe because FOAF
2 has a different metabolism, or maybe because FOAF had a different dosage, or maybe it was the orange juice. FOAF
2 later told FOAF that the stuff was indeed high quality, though FOAF isn't sure exactly what they meant by that. The next day, FOAF
2 reported having a fever, and flu-like symptoms. When they also reported not wanting to drink water and jaw-clenching, FOAF freaked and thought it was the BZP, but FOAF
2 said it wasn't, that they were sure it was a cold. FOAF
2 later mentioned that they had taken more of the capsules FOAF gave them with no ill effects.
Experience III:
FOAF gave FOAF
3 a capsule, and FOAF
3 took it after a night of drinking. Reported mild speedy effects. FOAF asked them if this might have been related to the drinking and subsequent hangover in some way, but FOAF
3 was positive that the effect was distinct from that. FOAF
3 later came back and said they really liked it, and inquired about getting more.
Experience IV:
FOAF now bought some #2 gel capsules from a pharmacy, and began the packaging process in earnest. They scooped up the BZP-HCl into the capsules, then tamped it down with a PalmPilot stylus (all FOAF had on hand at the time). The process was slow and tedious, but FOAF thinks they got more into each capsule that way. An original amount of about half the pop-bottle-full of BZP freebase FOAF ordered from J
yielded 20-25 capsules, counting the lame ephedrine caps FOAF gave away. BZP-HCl is sticky, and now coated FOAF's stuff. FOAF hates to have stuff go to waste. Gagging, FOAF licked their fingers and utensils, causing a brief period of alertness and euphoria.
Experience V:
FOAF needed to be on top of things and get some work/studying done, so FOAF swallowed one of the new capsules. FOAF was feeling very motivated,
but was careful to be motivated only about the thing they were supposed to be doing. That worked splendidly, and FOAF got a lot done that morning at work. Unfortunately, when it came time to study, FOAF was feeling sleepy and had to take a nap and snort some No-Doz afterwards.
Lesson: BZP-HCl seems to go better with orange juice.
Experience VI:
The Bad Trip
This one is after FOAF crystallized the second half of the BZP freebase. FOAF repeated the orange juice method of delivery with the residue in the glass vessel. FOAF also took a piracetam and a hydergine-- nootropic supplements that FOAF tries to remember to take every day. All was going fine at first, just like the previous times. However, FOAF came to notice that they had not only been sitting in front of a computer for five hours, but were also shaking almost uncontrollably, clenching their jaw, had totally tensed muscles, and a racing pulse while sitting perfectly still. When FOAF got up, their body felt light and when moving at normal speed felt like they could go a LOT faster. FOAF was not stupid enough to try doing so. Slowly and carefully, FOAF walked over to the networked computer and started looking for overdose information for BZP, which of course is not out there because not too many people use BZP. So instead, FOAF did some Hive/Erowid/Lycaeum/MedLine searches for information related to first aid of amphetamine overdoses. This mostly seemed to involve activated charcoal, plenty of water, and stomach pumps. Yeah, real useful if it's been five hours, and all of the shit is already in your bloodstream! FOAF grinned at the ironic thought of themselves dying of a hear attack with a computer keyboard clutched in their hands, life-saving information just a few mouse-clicks away. FOAF also repeatedly found the advice to 'contact a poison control center'. Well, DUH, motherfuckers-- FOAF doesn't need to be told that. Contact a poison control center, sit another five hours in an emergency room, tell a bunch of MD's that you were engaging in amateur pharmacology experiments (they hate competition), have the MD's tell FOAF to have lots of water and lie still for a while, then have them maybe narc on FOAF and definitely serve them with a huge medical bill. FOAF ain't seeking medical help unless a) FOAF is feeling a lot worse, or b) FOAF has reason to trust the medical help to mind their business and keep their mouth shut. While FOAF was looking, FOAF sucked down a sub-lingual melatonin. It didn't help much, but FOAF resisted the temptation to have more. FOAF tried some searches for IV amphetamine OD's and found even less stuff... kinda tells you something, doesn't it? FOAF gave up on the lame for-public-consumption medical platitudes, and decided to just stay fed (normally this calms FOAF down or outright puts them to sleep), have more melatonin, and take it easy for a while. By 6am the next morning, FOAF had calmed down enough to be able to sleep, but just before falling asleep, and after waking up, FOAF's pulse was still at 'marathon runner's' rate, just slightly reduced from when they first took the BZP. In the course of that day, FOAF was back to a functional level, still speedy. By evening, FOAF was starting to come down. The next day, FOAF was
still somewhat speedy, but not enough to properly do all the classwork and work-work that had piled up by then, and FOAF looked like a real moron in front of people FOAF needed to look good in front of. FOAF was cheered by the one piece of useful information their searches had turned up-- that the prognosis is usually good for OD-ers who make it through the first 24 hours. Later, FOAF found some leads on non-public databases that may turn up the names of drugs the pro's use to get speed out of the bloodstream or counteract its effects. When FOAF has time, they will research this, but don't get too excited-- the meds are probably hard to obtain and the equipment is probably a dialysis machine which isn't exactly cheap. FOAF has concluded that the best antidote to OD-ing on certain things is prevention.
Lesson: Read up more on psychopharmacology! Duh!
Another Lesson: Get a scale to weigh the shit. Sometimes you've got more than it looks. Maybe wash out the bottles with acetone and let it evaporate instead of doing the orange juice thing.
Yet Another Lesson: Piracetam and/or hydergine may have a synergistic effect with BZP.
Conclusion:
If you like stimulants, you'll like BZP, but be careful to think things through, and do it in moderation. FOAF is sure that they'll continue doing it, but will be much more cautious from now on. FOAF doesn't mind what amounts to temporary, chemically-induced OCD and nervous tics, because BZP-HCl
does have the potential to keep FOAF productive through some stressful times in FOAF's life. If what you're looking for is a psychedelic or mellow experience, this isn't for you. Good luck!
Technology. Liberty. Being all hyper in the snow.
