Initial thoughts and quick update before church:
Ended up doing about five loops. Couldn't hit seven for reasons I'll explain later.
@ 43 minutes, extreme euphoria and calmness (just like v1)
Passed out soon after that. Woke up two hours later. STARVING. Without questioning what I was doing, I ran to my kid's snack box and grabbed a fudge round, scarfed it down, opened a bottle of Honest Juice for Kids, guzzled it down, hopped back in bed and passed out. rofl.
Had a paranoid moment that Shannon gave us the placebo, my palms were sweaty, knees weak, arms were heavy. That's some clever resistance there, subconscious. Now STFU so I can bend a broad over the pew.
Woke up feeling ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. First thing I did -- look in the mirror, saw new muscle development from all the boxing training. Thought to myself, "d*mn you a good looking brotha." Feels like the world is more "concrete" today. Living in the moment. Head isn't in the future or past.
Put some clothes on, went to the gas station. The clerk -- who I know from middle school -- wouldn't even look at me. Like a pheromone overdose, complete ghosting. Screw 'em. He lucky I don't bang his MILF-y @$$ mama.
Got to my parents house. My mother comments my outfit, says I look amazing in black. Guys, I'm wearing a longsleeve dress t-shirt, dress pants and a black Kangol. Nothing fancy. Nothing meriting a compliment. NO MOM. YOU CAN'T HAVE DA D. Honestly, I don't think that's how she's perceiving the aura, lol. It was more like, "I'm so proud to have a son like you." Admiration. Thank you, Shannon. Thanks a lot for not making us attract our parents, because that'd be totes weird.
Brother's girlfriend lights up when I walk in. She literally busts into a huge smile and gives one of those tiny Hitler waves where he'd throw his hand up really fast. I ran and hid because that's just not happening. I know ya'll thinking I'm an immoral f*ck, but that's a little too far.
Anyway, heading out the door now. Will see what happens then and write a much better initial thoughts report.
Ended up doing about five loops. Couldn't hit seven for reasons I'll explain later.
@ 43 minutes, extreme euphoria and calmness (just like v1)
Passed out soon after that. Woke up two hours later. STARVING. Without questioning what I was doing, I ran to my kid's snack box and grabbed a fudge round, scarfed it down, opened a bottle of Honest Juice for Kids, guzzled it down, hopped back in bed and passed out. rofl.
Had a paranoid moment that Shannon gave us the placebo, my palms were sweaty, knees weak, arms were heavy. That's some clever resistance there, subconscious. Now STFU so I can bend a broad over the pew.
Woke up feeling ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. First thing I did -- look in the mirror, saw new muscle development from all the boxing training. Thought to myself, "d*mn you a good looking brotha." Feels like the world is more "concrete" today. Living in the moment. Head isn't in the future or past.
Put some clothes on, went to the gas station. The clerk -- who I know from middle school -- wouldn't even look at me. Like a pheromone overdose, complete ghosting. Screw 'em. He lucky I don't bang his MILF-y @$$ mama.
Got to my parents house. My mother comments my outfit, says I look amazing in black. Guys, I'm wearing a longsleeve dress t-shirt, dress pants and a black Kangol. Nothing fancy. Nothing meriting a compliment. NO MOM. YOU CAN'T HAVE DA D. Honestly, I don't think that's how she's perceiving the aura, lol. It was more like, "I'm so proud to have a son like you." Admiration. Thank you, Shannon. Thanks a lot for not making us attract our parents, because that'd be totes weird.
Brother's girlfriend lights up when I walk in. She literally busts into a huge smile and gives one of those tiny Hitler waves where he'd throw his hand up really fast. I ran and hid because that's just not happening. I know ya'll thinking I'm an immoral f*ck, but that's a little too far.
Anyway, heading out the door now. Will see what happens then and write a much better initial thoughts report.
