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Evan’s Rant #2 : Boomers

Boomers
by: Evan

So bill green = money, that's all I got written down. The back of my hand, "bill green =$$". What the fuck does that mean? Well it means tripping balls on chocolate psychedelics is not the way to a woman’s heart. To be honest with you I knew it was bad news when he said "I got what your guy wants and a buncha chocolate hallucinogens"

Editor's Note: This entry is authored by: "Evan"
His "Rants" are here purely for entertainment and comic relief.
All of the views expressed in this and all rants are solely that of Evan.
Please don't take them seriously. If you do... don't come bitching to me... you're the one that needs to change something.

Euicho.com and the contributing authors in no way endorse drug use of any kind. Hell, I'm (Thomas) Straight Edge. I don't drink, smoke, do drugs, or have promiscuous sex. I've kept my edge for going on 5 years and It's kept my life on track and kept me feeling in complete control. If I did those things, they would be a crutch to life, and I'd rather walk on my own. Evan, hes like a girl; girls just wanna have fu-un...

I always thought I could say no again. I guess I was wrong. These mushrooms, or psilocybin drugs known as "boomers", ruined my whole visit to Farmington potentially, but not likely. They didn’t understand the act of tripping, I thought I was scaring Erin, I guess I wasn't then apologizing actually did scare her. That’s why I left. The whole time I was at Erin’s tripping I felt like they didn't understand the drugs I was on. They didn't, and I made an ass of myself and frightened someone I potentially wanted to spend time with on this rare trip to Farmington. =-(
But when I threw together a cruddy drug deal and a decent drive to Farmington for $20 chocolates it was over. I started to understand what it was worth. Apparently 20 bucks and a chocolate was worth more than the drive, it seemed like it. I forgot that I conned Erin into drinking and Tara into drinking so I could see Karissa for a little while. I got fucked up enough that I didn't really realize that a whole party was for me. It’s weird to realize in the middle of a trip that people gather and get scared all because of you. So Tony who was there at the very beginning of the trip felt like the only one who was in there with me, even though he had nothing to do with it. Matt Pichette threw the trip into over drive. And it wasn't his fault either; I was the only one to blame for my reckless acts. Fuck what was I thinking, "I’ll impress some girl who already likes me by tripping balls... WOOOOO"

Dead wrong… Probably one of those worldly mistakes God won't rip on me too hard for.
The drive down was nice though, I got to relax to a buncha different bands, I actually enjoyed Queens of the Stone Age while not fucked up. Kind of a different feel, I remember thinking how lucky I was to see this amazing girl without paying a thing. I talked to her about taking shroooms shortly before and helped her reach a decision that she shouldn't do it, although I remained pretty neutral on the whole idea, she felt with just the facts she didn't wanna do them. And here I was typing my experience while I was tripping balls on boomers. Tripping is bad Karissa, as I'm eating a fucking hallucinogen for discount prices. Its funny all the drug deals I’d helped with, just to get to this place, almost like I was destined to sell dope… and eat mushrooms.

Up north I hadn't been very happy, working a half-assed job making half-assed money while I just let everyone believe I was on the way to a dream of blowing glass and being guilt free. Except that was the only thing I could escape, guilt. it sure feels heavy during a comedown at 2:39 am. Too bad Lorenzo was sleeping, I could sure use a reassurance I was actually alive. I've felt dead for a long time, never really enjoyed anything up north, except the few late hours talking online.
We asked such innocent questions. I felt like such an ass exposing her to something that I had helped her decide not to do. So here I was with this writing on my hand Bill green =$$.

It meant that I spent 20 dollars on some good chocolates I didn't have, but I knew I could make if I sold a piece.

I took it too far maybe, relying on the fact I could sell things to take drugs with for money, on top of selling drugs to get home. Scary thought that all I had in the world was a 1/4 tank of gas and an ounce of weed… Quite a mess indeed.

I'm sorry for all of the harmless nights of drinking I ruined by eating one lousy chocolate (buy some if you get the chance great trip, minus the guilt.) but I had ruined a lot more. Maybe five hours is all I needed to light a fire under my ass to getup here, and start making money and really treat a girl I liked how she deserved to be treated. Whatever the real answer is I'm coming down and I'm waking Lorenzo up. I should go to bed, so I will.

No matter how much I was keeping Renzo awake, I was more awake. Hoping for daylight so I could at least go outside and hope for this night to be over so I could not be fucked up but remember the good ‘shrooms I had eaten, they are quite good, you should get some.

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