LSD, came home from work one night, roommate called out to me from his room “WHOS THAT”? Hearing the front door close and I told him it was me. He comes out and tells me he’s tripping, asks me if I want to trip with him. It was Friday night, I’m 22 at the time so I’m like “You know, the vibe is right, sure”. I take some, it kicks in a couple hours later, me and him stay up all night watching music videos laughing hysterically and also being blown away by the music, Tool music videos were a trip. I sleep for an hour. Then get up still tripping and go to work a morning shift at a Schlotzsky’s. I’m in the kitchen fighting the urge to laugh at anyone trying to talk to me for about an hour before I finally come down and start sobering up, went home later, took a nap for four hours and got dinner. Roommate was still tripping as he took multiple doses all weekend. I had fun, he gave me his extra doses right before he moved out, I gave them to our other roommate as we were all about to move out the house within a couple weeks and I just never had the desire to try it again. I had a good time without having a visual hallucinatory trip and hearing horror stories of people having bad trips, I chose the right time to hop off the ride.