How was your weekend?

How was your weekend?

How was your weekend?

My dad and I were supposed to go see the Giants play the Padres on Sunday but our tickets we bought on craigslist ended up getting voided so we were fucked. We were already drunk and started to roam the city. He had never been to twin peaks so I showed him that and it was amazing. After that we headed down to Haight St. and bought of a bottle of Sailor Jerry and proceeded to get fucked up. We then walked down to Hippy Hill and in our drunken stupor one of us suggested we try acid. I’m not sure which one of us it was but we did buy some acid from some strange man and sat on the hill until it kicked in. As it started we found are way to a circle of transients playing bongos and we joined in. Im not sure how long we did that for. After we came across a couple having some beers in the park with their red German shepherd. I thought it was the drugs that gave the dog its color but apparently I took pictures and later found them in my phone and the dog was just as beautiful as I remembered. We then headed back to Haight St. to get some food. We stopped at some restaurant in which I don’t remember what it was called except they had some delicious ribs. At this point everything was a blur and I don’t remember much. Acid to me made things blurry and I was wondering why I wasn’t hallucinating like everyone said. What really pissed me off was that it made me question my every thought and action. Even as we tried to leave the city it took us about and hour and about three tries because we kept suggesting things we could do for fun. By the time we made it home it was 12:30 AM. To the best of my knowledge we dropped acid at 3 that evening. By the time I made it home I began to realize I had shit to do the next such as an important test that determined whether or not I was going to pass my class and my dad had to work in the morning. That’s when the panic set in. Every imaginable scenario of this trip never ending began to emerge. The hallucinations began as I saw the pictures in my phone i had taken earlier that day began to come to life and all i wanted to do was go to sleep and for it to be over. The LSD didnt begin to loosen its grip until about 3:30 AM and I was no longer in extreme panic but because of my own worries I was unable to sleep until about 5. In my opinion the trip was cool until I got home and realized I had responsiblities but regardless that shit just lasts way too long. I think mushrooms would have been much better but at this point in time I say never again. We really need to stop drinking so much. I don’t even know how I drove home safely on that shit. I just wanted to go to a Giants game.