April 9th, 2000 at Club Rubber... My friend Alex and I haven't done Shrooms since the Spring of '98 -- we laid off the Acid in '97 and then the Shrooms as we had done enough of both to last a lifetime. Anyway, ate too many and was convinced that this was the trip that put me over the edge -- the one that would never stop. My first bad trip EVER...I found Alex in the club and made him sit with me while I fought the battle in my head. It was like having 100 different levels in my brain and each one thinking different thoughts -- serious voices in my head. I just laid in Alex's lap for an hour and talked myself through the madness. Poor guy -- I think he was more terrified than I was b/c he has never seen me not handle my drugs. When I came out of it I was like, DAMN -- I need to relax. So I sent Alex to find some E and we rolled away to La-La land...