421

Hope everyone had an enjoyable 420, it looks like M.I.A. did! I picked up an eighth Tuesday afternoon but not surprisingly, it's already gone. I started the holiday with a few bowls in bed, went to class and then came back to my apartment with Ley. We loaded a bowl and Ley had a few hits, I had a few hits, and we were all feeling good. My girls Neezy and Antonia came over too. Neezy missed 4:20 on 4/20 cause her ass was stuck on the train but Antonia, Ley, and I each took a hit at 4:20 and snacked on everything from cheese and pepperoni to barbecue chips, baby carrots, and Ferrero Rocher chocolates. Eventually, everyone left and I spent the evening smoking the few nugs I had left while watching House and the season finale of Parenthood. A pretty enjoyable afternoon I'd say. I can't recall what I did last year for 420, but that's not surprising.

My most memorable 420 was a few years ago, before my lovely lady friend the Queen Bee moved to London. We spent the day smoking and eating brownies and eventually fell asleep on the couch watching Pineapple Express. Honestly, it doesn't get any better than that. Back in the day Bella was my number one smoking partner. We'd sit in her kitchen and smoke bowl after bowl, laughing and talking shit the entire time. (The best smoking partners are the ones who don't expect you to want to do anything, who don't mind if you're not even talking, and who's equally as lazy as you are.)

Check out some beautiful buds we smoked. We made a weed salad with the different strains Antonia, Neezy and I had. Weed salad is always a surprising high, you never know which strains characteristics are going to come out. Anyway, I'm brewing up some good posts including the case against legalization, lots of links to new reading material, environmental repercussions of the marijuana industry and more.
Keep Reading and Stay Stoned ♥

Social Butterfly?

I can't go out high. I can't socialize, I get paranoid people don't like me, and I eat myself silly in the corner and go home and munch out some more. Last night I smoked before leaving my place and going out and I kept freaking out thinking I was going too early (I was early, but it totally didn't matter), and that people on the T were talking about me (but I mean, dressed the way I was I can understand it). The last time I went to a party high I left after like an hour and a drink and went home and watched Blue Planet. Wtf is up with my life?

As soon as I started drinking I felt a lot better, calmed my nerves or whatever. I'm finding that by smoking as a sort of night-cap, get-sober activity I feel a lot better in the morning and I make more friends! Last night was no exception, smoking a joint after drinking that bottle of Yellow Tail Pinot Grigio was a godsend. Not to mention, it really brings people together. I've met a lot of really cool people who smoke lately and it's helping me improve my social skills and my social life about 100%. I'm making more plans and going out a bit more and I'm really enjoying myself.

Last night I remember sucking down a joint with this computer kid I know. We stood out on the front steps in the rain and talked about pot and whatever. A cop car drove by. I couldn't stop laughing. When we got back upstairs the mood was super intense (I think people were about to fight or something silly). I was still laughing. Keep the peace, you know? I wish I could have shoved the joint in their mouth. Sometimes all these drunk fucks need is a little weed.