The first illegally obtained substance I have ever tried was methadone. I obtained a 10mg pill from a friend at school and that night I crushed it and snorted it. Big mistake. Something in the methadone burned the shit out of my nasal cavity. I was flushing water into my nose from the sink. I couldn't stand it.
About thirty minutes after this trauma of the nose, I noticed I was staring at a Chuck Norris movie on my television. Nobody in their right mind watches Chuck Norris movies by their own free will so I knew the drug had kicked in. I call this the Alaska Syndrome. Named after a line in a Velvet Underground song called 'Stephanie Says', the Alaska Syndrome is a state of pure nothingness. I was content to lay in my bed and watch this horrible B-action movie.
I was buzzing like this for several hours into the night. Then it happened, I vomited. I had no tolerance to opiates so it was only natural that I upchuck a little bit, I suppose. The best thing about this drug is that it lasts so damn long. Something like 36 hours I believe. I woke up for school the next day feeling the best I had ever felt. I actually wanted to go to my classes. It was the best morning I ever had.
My next illegally obtained drug was Oxycontin. My friend is a junkie and he had brought me along his rounds just for this drug. He said I would love oxycontin if I liked methadone. After a very shady drug deal in some run-down apartments my friend has scored an oxy 80. He sucked off the time release and split it into two halves and gave me a half. 40mgs for you math wizards. I snorted about half of the broken pill right away. Very smooth. The drip tastes terrible, but at least it didn't burn my nose at all. I was really into Alaska after a few minutes. I didn't care about anything. My eyes kept fixating on far off objects. I decided I wanted more. I snorted the rest of my half about thirty minutes after my first bump.
I was really loaded now. On my drive home a car ran a stop sign and almost killed me.
[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated or tripping is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!] My motor skills were very much intact and I avoided being T-boned. The thing is, I didn't care. If the car would've hit me I would not have cared one bit. It was beautiful.
My tolerance was shit zero because I hadn't done any methadone for weeks prior to my first go at oxycontin, so of course I puked once I got home, twice. I also went on the nod while laying in my bed. I finally understood what the junkies I knew were always talking about. The nod is wonderful. I can only get oxys every few weeks so I know that if I keep out of other opiates before I do oxys I know I can go on the nod at exactly 40mgs every time. In fact, I just took a 40 before typing this and I am just starting to nod out so I'll end this here.
