I can't believe I am posting this but here goes nothing...

Way, way, way back when I was young I did LSD once and did not like it. Probably a bad trip. The main thing I remember about it was that I thought I had shrunk and was hiding behind one of my teeth. That was enough for me and I never did it again.

Not me. I was always too worried I'd have a bad trip and freak out. The stories I heard from people I know who did take it let me know it's not for me! I'm not into things that alter my perception of reality.

I did as a teenager a few times-it was fun. I remember laughing a lot.

it wasn't transformative-just hallucinations and laughter. wish I could tell you more but it was a very long time ago

A low dose. Enough to skew sensory perception, but not enough to no longer be in control over my thoughts or physical actions. We took it and went to a huge Christmas light display in a park. The kind where you walk the paths and there are lights everywhere. It was enjoyable. The lights had thin hazy halos around them that kind of gently shifted around like glowing colored mist in a light breeze. Voices and music sounded far away and tinny, like it had carried over a distance. That was pretty much it. I knew exactly where I was and exactly what was going on around me. After we got home it wasn't as enjoyable because everything was diffuse and hard to focus on until I went to sleep, then it was over by morning.  The friend I went with said that it was a disappointment because he didn't notice much of an effect. He said the lights were sharper and brighter and more vivid. My guess is he saw them as current style LED lights. Which was probably interesting since we didn't have LED lights back then, but nothing terribly special. 

I had two friends in high school who did (the one who was really my friend did what the other one said to do). They did acid a "few" times whatever that means and always laugh about how they put make up on while riding the bus and came home looking ridiculous. They also admitted to smoking cocaine. I looked at her when she told me that (let's say 2 years ago and I did a   and a   and why because of the other friend. She said yes, the other friend got it for her. I guess I was too goody goody to think they would ever do stuff like this. 

They still drink quite a bit (red wine), the supplier if you will does Rx drugs now. She has a number of ailments that require large doses of long-acting morphine and breakthrough (short acting) and benzodiazepines. She way over shares what her doctor gives her all over Facebook and lets everyone know how sick she is in graphic detail. My question is why? Wouldn't you keep that private??? Her mother and I helped her move a few years ago and "Mom" asked me to drive her car as she was too stoned that day to drive safely. 

We don't see each other anymore. 

that made me choke on my margarita! ( in a good way )

I did it a few times my senior year in high school and my freshman year in college. It was always with others and always in a controlled environment. We also knew who we were getting it from, so weren't worried about it being mixed with anything dangerous.

I never had a bad experience. We were a bunch of nerdy, high achieving students who were interested in the mind-altering/opening aspects of it. We'd read stuff by Tom Wolfe, Ken Kesey, Aldous Huxley, etc. and were enamored with the music of several musicians who had known psychedelic habits. We had the common aspirations that hallucinogenics would some how make us more creative. We did a lot of writing and drawing and painting during our trips and upon further reflection, it made those things worse, not better (which was supposed to be the point). There were also a lot of (I'm certain utterly ridiculous) philosophical conversations, especially during the college experiences, because we were all philosophy majors.

I probably did it six or seven times in those two years. That was enough. It got monotonous, plus the guy we knew who made it moved away, and no way were we willing to buy it from "normal" sources. I don't regret the experiences but neither do I have any desire to do it again.

I tried pot a couple times and never liked it. I tried shrooms once and they did nothing. Never did any other kind of drug.

I'm a perfectly responsible, respectable adult now and haven't partaken of any recreational drug for 23 years.

P.S., I don't recommend listening to Pink Floyd's Ummagumma while on acid. "Careful With That Axe, Eugene" will traumatize you temporarily. 

I have done it probably at least 20 times? I would describe myself as a nerd as well. I was an honors student all through school, I have a Master's degree and a professional career. I do not have an addictive personality in any way, and have never been "hooked" on anything. However, I have always had a very curious streak to where I enjoyed trying alternative experiences, including some drug experimentation.

I do think people's drug experiences are often affected by their core personalities. I am someone who is very in control of myself, as well as private. No matter how "high" I have been, I have never lost control, or done something crazy that I later regretted. My experiences with acid have almost all been with people that are close to me, where we spent a lot of time in deep discussion, or sharing sensations.

Everyone experiences LSD a little bit differently. For me, there were always strong visuals. Not to where I saw large things that weren't there, but real objects would have lots of swirling movements on the surface, lights have rainbow halos, windows would look like water was running down them, etc. Basically anything that already had texture, would seem to have a moving texture. Clouds were amazing, since they were actually moving. I also experienced some auditory hallucinations, music was very echoey, heard lots of buzzing and clicking sounds. Listening to whole albums is a fantastic aural experience, as well as visual, lots of crazy shapes and colors when I would close my eyes. There was also time dilation for me; it would seem like hours passed, but it would be just a few minutes.

Anyway, most people would be surprised to know this about me- but there are lots of otherwise "normal" people out there who have tried LSD quite a bit.

This is me, except you can go ahead an add in the snorting component. No needles, that was never my gig. And no acid...although a lot of my friends dropped routinely. I am not sure why I didn't, but it wasn't something that I was interested in. No real reason though. 

What is funny to me is I am now the unhippest, uncoolest, middle aged mother to teenage boys that has ever existed. If the younger me could see me the now me, she would wonder what in the ever loving hell happened.

I did both acid and mushrooms in college. For me, LSD was more of a sensory intensifier rather than a hallucinogen, but I found it generally a negative experience because by 3 am or so I was physically exhausted by it and ready for bed, but it was the Energizer Bunny of drugs and took me hours to come down.

Mushrooms for me personally were a lot of fun; again not really a hallucinogen but a sensory intensifier, and caused laughter, lots and lots of laughter. Both drugs for me were better experienced outside rather than inside and mushrooms had the added advantage of being easier to come down off of.

In all honesty, I enjoyed most all my drug experiences EXCEPT cocaine, which to me is evil incarnate. When cocaine started becoming popular, people became grandiose and paranoid, and guns started showing up at parties. At that point, I was outta there with drugs.

That food would taste that much better is the only thing that makes LSD seem appealing to me. Pringles x 1000? Mmmm. 

Me too.  Well, except on the very rare occasion that I have a sip of beer or a margarita.  My friends always joke that I only get two inches, because anymore and then I'm drunk.

I did acid a couple times in my mid teens. Here's what I can recall

I once thought I was a milk dud with wings and tried to fly down a flight of stairs. Luckily it was the short side of a two flight so it was only like 8 stairs or so. I did not get hurt.
While riding in the back of a car, I swore a mailbox grew legs and started chasing up. The flap opened and closed and it was mad and was going to eat us. Each mailbox we passed joined the chase.
Everything on MTV in the late 80s, early 90s made so much more sense while tripping. Red Hot Chili Pepper's Give it Away especially.
Chasers are cool.

Then my cousin stepped on a nail or something while we were tripping and we swore that it was squirting blood and it was all over everything. That was the last time I dropped.