DOSE:

20 mg

vaporized

MET

(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

Effectiveness of MET for Apartment Cleaning Task

My apartment is filthy. I probably haven't run the dishwasher in over a week. Instead, I just keep washing a single espresso mug in the morning, which takes only a few seconds compared to the minutes it would take to load the dishwasher. At least I haven't been dirtying many other dishes. Takeout is much easier than cooking, and I can afford it now that I have the additional income from the startup. As a result, there are takeout containers piled up all over the table, counter top, and floor.

As has become a pattern, I am acutely aware of how far my mind has wandered from where I want it to be, but seemingly have no desire to do anything about it. The only thing that gives me a sense of agency anymore is psychedelic experiences. Age has degraded my recklessness, so I only muster up the courage to do it once monthly. I flip through dozens of bags of research chemicals, trying to pick something that balances the time constraints (going to sleep in three hours) with the need (an experience novel enough to snap me out of the loop I find myself in). That narrows it down pretty quickly to an unsubstituted or 5-MeO-substituted tryptamine, but I don't really feel like a 5-MeO today. After ruling out DiPT for the duration and DALT, MALT, DMT, DPT, and MiPT by the vibes, I am torn between MET, MPT and EPT. In hindsight, I wonder if my condition made me choose 20mg of MET because it didn't pose a threat.

I'm about to hit the button on my e-mesh vape when I realize it might be wise to put on some music, so that if this sends me off the deep end, I can at least enjoy it. I have to move a total of five random objects off my chair so that I can start up my desktop PC and press play on a recent Autechre live set. Across two hits, I vaporize the full amount. I can feel it within around 30 seconds. An acutely comforting physical and mental sensation, like melting away into a comfortable psychedelic bed which distorts perfectly to massage my burnt-out mind. I lay down on the actual bed for a moment and absorb the music. I feel instantly refreshed, but quickly notice I am physically cold, seemingly a result of my veins constricting.

I remember the state of my apartment, and realize that, if I am not going to do any work, but rather open bookmarks in quick succession: hacker news, youtube, twitter, the metrics dashboard for the startup, maybe sneaking in 30 seconds of productive work on my PhD thesis in between bookmark cycles, there is little reason to try; I might as well clean my apartment. After all, I have three hours, and it's not THAT bad.

I spend about 15 minutes. I put away the camping supplies that have been on the floor of my living room since I got back three weeks ago. I put some takeout containers in the sink to wash them for recycling. I unload the dishwasher. I load the dishwasher.

"Just do what I would do", I say to myself out loud. "Not what they want me to do. Just do what I would do, all the time."

I stop short of turning the dishwasher on. I have an idea. I will write a trip report. The last time I wrote one was apparently over 8 years ago. Maybe writing something will help me integrate the experience and actually take something from it. I sit down and start typing.

The MET has worn off, and my apartment is 8% less filthy.

Exp Year: 2025	ExpID: 119351
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 29
Published: Nov 10, 2025	Views: Not Supported
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