H.B. Woodrose, Cannabis & Tobacco

DOSE: T+ 0:00 7 seeds oral H.B. Woodrose (ground / crushed) T+ 1:00 1 bowl smoked Cannabis (flowers) T+ 0:00 Several joints/cigs smoked Tobacco - Cigarettes T+ 5:00 Repeated hits smoked Cannabis (flowers)

BODY WEIGHT: 170 lb

Two days ago I decided I was going to take Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds again. I have taken them over ten times now and feel very comfortable with them and seem to know what to expect from each trip � only this one was very different. That night I ground up seven seeds, the amount I normally take for a fairly mild trip. I started by scraping off the fuzzy exterior of the seeds with a sharp pocket knife. It has been rumored that this coating increases nausea associated with H.B. Woodrose seeds. I then prepared the seven seeds for grinding by crushing them with a pair of needle-nose pliers. I do this because the hard shell is difficult to crush with a pestle and mortar without first using another means of cracking them open. After crushing each seed individually, I loaded them up into the pestle and mortar and ground them up into a fine powder. I put this powder in a Ziploc bag and then into a metal canister to prevent exposure to any light that may break-up the LSA. The mixture was now ready for consumption the next day.

Upon coming home from work, around 3:15pm the day after I ground up the seeds, I decided to consume the H.B. Woodrose seeds. I took out the powder and poured it into a standard shot glass and filled it with water and a small amount of MiO water flavoring to avoid the dirty taste of the seeds. I knocked back the solution and repeated the process twice more in order to consume the remaining mixture at the bottom of the shot glass. After consuming the seeds my stomach started to churn a bit as it normally does upon first taking them. Ten or fifteen minutes after taking them, one of my roommates came out to say he was considering breaking up with his girlfriend and was very torn-up about it. I would normally feel pretty terrible and try to console him and help him figure things out, but the seeds were already having a minor impact on me that made me feel very sleepy and apathetic. I talked to him for about fifteen minutes or so and then decided to take a short nap until the seeds kicked in more. I laid down on the couch and napped until 4:15, an hour after taking the seeds.

At about the same time I woke up, the biddies all came over. Will, Jake, and Jacob came inside to hang out. Jake had tried a cold water extraction method of seed preparation and they all sat down and smoked a bowl almost immediately. I did not participate, knowing very well that cannabis and Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds together produce an overwhelming feeling that I simply couldn�t comprehend anything. I have smoked marijuana every single time that I have taken the seeds, always during the coming down stage. I was feeling pretty gross � like I had just smoked several cigarettes in a short amount of time and felt pressure on my chest.

I also noticed I was starting to trip � it hit me in waves. I felt overwhelmingly happy and my body, numb, for several minutes at a time, followed by brief periods of normalcy. I started to feel extremely nauseous, as I always do when taking H.B. Woodrose. It was probably around 4:30pm. I walked into the bathroom, sat down and wrapped my arms around the toilet bowl, and stuck my finger down my throat. I dry heaved for probably five or ten minutes without a drop of anything coming up. The nausea subsided, and I felt much better. I returned to the couch and laid back down. Every other time I have taken Hawaiian Baby Woodrose, I have puked up the seed matter. I was in for the trip of my life.

Malou and Kayla showed up around 5:30, after getting off of work. They, too, had ground up seeds the night before. They both took theirs with pudding and sat down to begin their trips. It was about this time that I lost contact with everyone. I was starting to peak and wanted nothing to do with anyone else. I was laying down and felt more comfortable than I have ever felt in my entire life. Every time rolled around, I felt happy and exhilarating. I did not enjoy sitting up or walking around, though, as it made my stomach churn and actually produced a sort of sharp pain in my abdomen. Otherwise, I was very happy with the way my trip was going so far!

At about 6:15pm, my crazy roommate Meg told us her dad was coming to pick her up and take her home for the summer. She said he wouldn�t mind the smell of weed in the air and probably wouldn�t recognize it. I hadn�t noticed the smell in the air, but we all went out on the balcony to escape from him as if to not make fools of ourselves while he was here. He showed up at about 6:30 and moved her stuff out while I smoked two cigarettes outside. For some reason, I love to smoke menthol cigarettes after taking the seeds. When I inhale, I can�t really feel the smoke and can take much larger drags than normal. Because of this, I become even more overwhelmed with euphoria. Meg and her dad left and we all went back inside. It reeked of weed. Oops.

I could tell I was starting to come down around 7:30pm. I still felt a little uneasy when walking around, but I was not experiencing the intense euphoria associated with peaking on the seeds. Jake asked if we were going to smoke weed anytime in the near future. I told him I needed a few more minutes to come down a little more before smoking. They obliged and waited for me. At 8:15pm, I packed a rather large bowl in my bubbler. The cannabiddies (Will, Jake, Jacob, Kayla, and myself) all smoked. I was surprised Kayla wanted to since she was still peaking, after having taken the seeds two hours after myself. Malou wasn�t feeling anything.

About five minutes after having finished smoking, I felt as though I couldn�t do anything but sit still; or rather, lay still on the loveseat in the living room. After talking to Jacob about cleaning glass pieces immediately after smoking so it doesn�t sit out for a long period of time, I decided to try and get up to clean my bubbler. As I was getting up, I noticed Kayla was going into my bathroom, I asked if she could wait because I felt as though I had to puke. I put the bubbler down and raced into the bathroom, though I wasn�t quite sure the sensation I was feeling was nausea. I was in sensory overload. Everything was happening, though almost nothing was happening. I curled up in the toilet bowl, and felt completely drained. Everything went black.

I woke up in a fetal position in front of the sink in the bathroom. I had no idea what had happened or what was currently going on. The perspective of the bathroom from a sideways angle was very profound. I woke up in a fetal position in front of the sink in the bathroom. I had no idea what had happened or what was currently going on. The perspective of the bathroom from a sideways angle was very profound.