DOSE:	repeated	insufflated	Pharms - Zolpidem	(ground / crushed)
	0.3 joints/cigs	smoked	Cannabis	(ground / crushed)
	1	smoked	Tobacco - Cigarettes

BODY WEIGHT:

150 lb

I've had a lot of bizarre, drug-distorted days in the past. From my excessive use of cannabis to nature walks on mushrooms to complete dissociation on DXM, nothing was quite as off-balance as what happened yesterday.

About five days ago, I acquired a prescription of Ambien from my doctor. This was a partially honest acquisition, as I have had some insomnia issues for the past year; however, I wanted a trip, so I pressed the guy for Ambien. After a few mild attempts, I had a friend staying overnight and we decided to throw caution to the wind and MESS AROUND WITH IT. Instead of planning our dosage out, as we should have, I kept the bottle of pills on me the whole time and swallowed/insufflated a good 8 of them throughout the evening.

It started out nicely, mirror & razorblade sniff ouch gross wow, sort of like Rohto Vees, but in my nose. My companion only did this twice, but I'm pretty sure I had a good four in a row. We sat around and jammed for an hour, Pokemon in the background. This is where everything gets fucked.

I went out to the family room in my basement and found my sister (she said she was going to her friend's house...) and four of her friends watching America's Next Top Model. My sister alone would have been no big deal, but her friends scared the hell out of me. They all went to our church, constantly condemned my smoking (cigarettes) habit, etc.

Well, I did the right thing and sat down in a chair, carefully planned my words, and made some basic conversation. This didn't last long, however, with a Little Red Riding Hood 'What big pupils, what a weird smile, what long words' inquisition revealing the state I was in.

I explained that I had taken some sleeping medication for an afternoon nap and that it was having some weird effects. They didn't buy it, but didn't really make a big deal about it. Haha, I still can't believe this next part... my friend storms out of my room and goes 'Oh, hi, guys! Hey, check out this JOINT!'

After forcing five complete substance-abuse-virgins to smell some of the skunkiest Marijuana around and then sitting on my sister, me laughing my head off at the situation, we called someone up and had him pick us up (good thinking, probably my sister's idea, driving on Ambien would be a beautiful shot at making the 10 o'clock news) for a tour. That didn't get too far, our friend didn't have much gas, so we parked about a hundred feet away from my house and sparked it.

Now, effects-wise, I felt completely normal, besides some motor-skill issues and a mushroom/ecstasy come-up feeling. Ambien has sort of a Datura-like effect, a retroactive 'what the fuck' if you can remember it. Looking back, I can pinpoint some wild hallucinations, crazy conversations, and hour-long staring spells. The weird thing is that smoking seems to clarify the experience, though I felt no buzz. This was true of tobacco as well as the joint.

My parents drove into the driveway at exactly the same time as us, gave us the evil eye and questioned us for a few minutes. After avoiding excessive conflict, we sat down at the computer and thought about watching 'Across the Universe'. For an hour and a half. After deciding it wasn't going to happen, we went downstairs, ate some food, watched TV, hallucinated, yelled at each other, and went to bed.

Overall, it was an evening to remember... sort of... I'm still putting it back together. I'm glad it happened, I just wish I'd done a lot less. My pills are seriously depleted, and my parents are seriously suspicious. One thing I should say, Ambien is something that isn't made better for me by increased dosage. I find that the experience is a lot more enjoyable at lower doses, as well as more memorable. I threw up a few times, and for all I know about Ambien, that might be the only thing that saved me from a toxic dosage.

Ambien is a creepy substance. If snorted, there is a compulsion to do it again immediately. Short-term memory goes out the window, so it's easy to do way more than you should. Read up on your LD-50's. Measure your dosage, starting low. Hide your pills before you begin. Have a sitter, if possible. Most importantly, DON'T TALK TO YOUR FUCKIN' PARENTS

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 69829
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Feb 19, 2016	Views: 18,878
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