Once upon a time it was a cold day in hell, and I was having trouble sleeping. It was frustrating enough to the point that I went to the store to pick up a bottle of Gordon’s (80 proof) vodka, with plans not to drink, but to mix with a benzo and attempt IV.



I know that 99% alcohol is always the best option due to possible impurities, but I live in an area where Everclear is inaccessible. However, I do have experience injecting whiskey, and considering it burned 10x MORE than the time I bootybumped Jim Beam, I was not about to try shooting with anything stronger than 40% alcohol. (Plus, it was $15 cheaper than Bacardi151.)



To say that injecting alcohol is bad and utterly moronic would be a huge understatement. To tell you the truth, the thought of IV alcohol makes me cringe. Why? Picture your needle as Satan’s wart-infected penis, penetrating you with a flood of hydrochloric acid. Yes, you have just introduced DEATH to your veins, and it doesn’t matter how perfectly you hit the shot either. It is a scorching fire—not just in your arm, cause once it hits you—surprise! IT BURNS YOUR EYES TOO.



You think it can’t get worse, but then it does, when you realize that shooting it did almost nothing. So you basically went through ALL THAT STUPID SHIT AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN GET HIGH!!! And sometimes I wonder… why IS this world such a cold and dark place?



I remember this exactly from my IV whiskey experience, which is why I wasn’t exactly looking forward to shooting up hard liquor again. The ONLY reason I did it is because I know for a fact that alcohol potentiates benzos. However, since I despise drinking alcohol—and you can get an idea of how much I dislike it if I would rather slam it—the only question left was regarding the amount. What would be sufficient enough to achieve my desired high?



I have no benzo tolerance, so I broke off a 2mg bar into a bit less than 1 and mixed with 90 units of vodka. Though it dissolved relatively easy in alcohol, I made sure to filter it carefully with a micron (made thicker than normal because of pill filters). Before the shot though, I had a feeling I might need more alcohol in my bloodstream to potentiate the high, so I took 9 syringes and drew out between 80-95 units beforehand and laid them out within hand’s reach.



I began with a test shot, using one of the rigs containing only alcohol, and shot into my left arm. Just what was I testing? I don’t know… to see if it still burned? (The answer was yes) And what an experiment it was—almost like sticking a fork in the toaster to see what happens.



I did the Xanax/alcohol shot after this one in my other arm, and this time, there was no pain as the plunger was going in. Either the Xanax somehow numbed it, or I got the shot so perfectly in even Robert Downey Jr. would have been jealous, OR there actually WAS a burning sensation, but it was so mild in comparison to the scalding with the other shot, that I was oblivious to it.



To make a long story short, I got fucked up. I got high enough that I’d probably do it again. It was excellent, almost comparable to a decent MDMA pill. Probably the best euphoria I’ve ever gotten off any benzo. Though for some reason, this did not stop me from shooting more alcohol, despite the pain. It was getting me drowsier, and I loved the dizzy vision.



Somewhere around the 5th shot, I missed partially due to my stupor. I wanted to get more of what I was feeling, but repeatedly having to poke holes in my arm with 1CC rigs was getting lame. That, and because blood coagulates so incredibly fast in alcohol, I ended up having to re-filter a few times to get the bloodclots out.



When I got sick of that, I switched to a 3CC and popped a 31G on there for bigger impact. Unfortunately, the 3CC syringe was so old I had forgotten how much force I would have to exert to move the plunger. This, in combination with the needle being so tiny, meant I had to add even more pressure for the fluid to move out of it. A couple times the plunger got stuck on the way down, and all the extra tension in my hand made me slip out a couple times, so this attempt failed miserably.



I didn’t mind, because by this time I was already feeling bomb. A couple hours of entertainment flew right by, and though I don’t really remember most of it, I just know that it felt great. The pass-out was relatively quick, as in almost instantaneous to the first moment of weariness. Towards the end of the night, my eyelids were impossible to keep up; I basically fell asleep half-standing, half-leaning against a wall, only to jerk awake a moment later and quickly place myself in bed before it got any worse.



I for one, will not consider doing this again, simply because of the alcohol factor… unless fate takes a terrible, unfortunate twist, thereby forcing me to come across a 28G and a 60CC syringe. Dammit… Loved the high, but too much physical trauma. I’m over it.