Current mood:	exhausted
Current music:	...

First here is a picture my mum took on my crappy webcam. It is shit quality.



Here are various pictures of my cakes:




Here is a picture of the shrooms I picked last night:

Me and 3 freinds eat all of these and a few dried ones today.

Psilocybe Cubensis spores:


Ben:


Today we took all of those mushrooms and a few dried ones. God knows the weight. Bob took the least, and me and Will took the most. This is my second time taking shrooms, but my first wasn't as strong as this. We thought nothing had happened at first, but after a while I felt a bit 'funny'. I looked at the wall and saw visuals. The wall I was looking at was a textured artex wall, and the pattern on it started to be alive. I'm sure all of you know what I'm talking about. About 20mins after this Will started feeling it too. We sat in my room for a bit listening to infected mushroom and looking at the wall and shit. Then we decided to go out in my garden. We litterally spent about 45mins just looking at various textures to see how they moved. We eat a few more mushrooms in this period.
The main thing that I noticed was how everything had a wierd living kind of feel to it. It seemed like everything had a skin over it and there were things moving underneath it. I especially noticed this is my toilet, where the tiles loked like octopus skin or something. They seemed to pulsate with the textures moving and stretching in impossible ways. Also the floor seemed to be moving up and down slightly, and the walls were doing similar things.
One of the other great things to look at was the sky. We were lucky because there were loads of different types of clouds about today. The shrooms made them seem to be constantly reforming and swirling around. Also, looking at my had was wierd as was looking in the mirror. It was as if there were insects under my skin or something.
A while later we all found ourselves kind of coming down. I think it was more because we weren't doing anything and we let the mood drop (and turned the tunes off). At one point I got a little bit panicy and started thinking I would like it to stop, but I went inside, listened to sme trance and soon after that the effects wore up. By this time I was feeling good again, and eventually I looked at the wall and it was dead. A little while later I was at basline and eat some smoked salmon and palma ham and bread and stuff.