my apologies for the double post, but all this talk about ecstacy has got me riled up to share some experiences.
a few friends, and myself had been taking x every week for 2 or three months, and we always upped the amount of tabs each time we did it until we got comfortable with a affordable amount. the most i've ever taken was five. i chewed one, swallowed two, snorted half, parachuted half, and plugged the last one. i was rolling so hard that i was vividly hallucinating. when the tabs kicked in it was like i was only a torso, floating about the ground. we'd always go out to enjoy the outdoors and run around for hours (it's impossible to get tired). a friend and i were running down a golf course when we saw a huge ditch in the middle of it, we told eachother that we'd just jump over it, but as we neared the "ditch" it disappeared, we jumped anyway for the hell of it. when we were walking back we saw a bridge in the off to the side of the golf course, our rolls were always this ridiculous. on this bridge was a crowd of people looking at us, we were like, "what in the hell?". near the end of the evening, i was lying in the most comfortable bed imaginable when i saw my friends sister walk in the room. i was like, "courtenay, is that you?" ( i was hoping she wanted to get it on while i was coming down off my roll), i stood up and put my hand through her. that night was quite possibly the best night of my life. unfortunately the effects of ecstacy began to diminish every time after that evening and it just hasn't been as enjoyable as it used to be, but i put the blame on myself.
eh, just felt like sharing that. peace.