The Joy of Jenkem

11-01-07

Hello shitsters!!, time for an update. I am going into my own business, making Jenkem!! The bottle of shit is on my deck at the moment. All day I let it sit in the hot sun and surprisingly the balloon has actually inflated a little bit. It is kind of standing up and has some gas in it. The shit on the bottom has bubbles floating on it. No pictures though, Fanuci's mom took the camera to Da Crunk's half-brother's prom. Thanks for your support everyone, tomorrow if the balloon is big enough then I'm going to do some jenkem!

11-02-07
Hello Shitsters!! I took some pictures of the progress. The shit on the bottom has seemingly turned to sludge and mixed with some piss to make a layer on the bottom. The layer is softer than just shit, I swished the bottle around and it moved. Above that one there is a layer of dark piss that has some shit in it. There is a steady stream of tiny bubbles moving up from the shit sludge layer through this layer. The balloon on top has inflated more since last night. I put a new label on the bottle because the last one got rained on. The glass inside the bottle has a coating of water from evaporation inside the bottle.

11-03-07
Holy crap!! I finally tried breathing my own SHIT!! No video though, sorry, no camera. I hope you are not too disappointed. But, I wrote a trip report. Today the bubbles had mostly stopped. The balloon had possibly grown a little bit since last time but it was oblong from days in the sun or maybe from the gases inside so it was hard to tell. The shit in the bottle was very settled and did not look like shit anymore even. I first lightly shook the bottle to make sure all of the bubbles had popped. I then pinched off the balloon and took it off of the top. I held that while I huffed from the bottle. After exhaling all air from my lungs I took my straw and inhaled from the inside of the bottle. The flavor of shit struck me, it stuck to the tongue like the flavor of a fine wine. I took some more breaths of that and I waited a few seconds, then inhaled the balloon. The balloon was less tasty, I could barely taste any of my shit and it felt like breathing clean air. After breathing it in I immediately felt that I was passing out. I did not even have time to shit before I became unconscious. When I woke up my shit oozed out of my ass and down my feet. I asked Fanuci how long I was out for. He said for about a minute, and that he had repeatedly tried to wake me but I would not wake up. During this short conversation I began to feel light dissociative effects come over me, accompanied by buzzing in my ears. The feeling got stronger and stronger until I felt like I was in a dream. This was somewhat enjoyable, it made me feel like nothing really mattered. The apathy actually made the rest of the trip more enjoyable. After I was fully into the dream like state visual hallucinations began to start. I had fleeting visions of people who seemed completely random, like Hillary Clinton. I would say something to the person and then he or she would disappear. Normally I would be fearful of trips like this but the dream feeling made it almost fun. Hearing was dulled during the trip, I could only hear what I was saying and some random noises like screeching, Fanuci's "Curly-Talk" and car noises. After the effects wore off Fanuci told me that I was mostly talking in gibberish so I guess I couldn't hear my own voice or anything in the outside world throughout the trip. At the peak of the trip I saw things like pillars in my lawn that disappeared and shapes in the sky. My sense of time was slowed, so the whole trip felt like it was shorter than it was. The comedown was mostly auditory hallucinations, like Three Stooges voices and loud fart-like cracks. The dream like feeling lessened and I drifted back into reality. In the last parts of the trip I became paranoid from the noises because it felt real instead of like a dream. I asked Fanuci how long it had been. He said about 40 minutes. He also told me that I spent long periods of time staring at different spots. I also, according to him, spoke slurred words to trees and rocks. I was very surprised by how messed up the jenkem got me. That was higher than I have ever been. Other drugs distort reality, but jenkem really distorts reality. I was almost completely unaware of my surroundings.