In the fine old Erowid tradition... Rob had been sort of plotting to give me salvia for the past few days, mostly because he bought about fifteen doses too many on a whim, and also because that's probably the only thing he can pretend to be more experienced than me at (cough cough). I had sort of given up on the idea, though, because it had been a while, and because all of yesterday I was racing around helping out at the Spanish club dinner, which proved surprisingly time consuming. Suffice to... read more
