May flowers.

Spring is upon us and it seems like more than flowers are in bloom! I've been getting some of the most beautiful buds lately, everything from lush and green to heavily crystaled and purple. And the improving weather gives way to smoke sessions in parks and on the beach. I'm looking forward to many stoned weekends on Singing beach in Manchester by the Sea with my girl Neezy. This summer is going to be a lot different from the years past, however. Mainly because, this is my first year without summer vacation. Realizing there was no Spring Break on the horizon was tough enough, but the liberal freedoms of the summer months between the "torturous" months of education are no more. All responsibility, all the time.

Fuck. I don't even have enough free time as it is (hello, the May issues of Vogue and Glamour are still sitting unread on my entry table) and with the sun shining down on me I know I will want to spend less and less of that time in the office, grocery shopping, and working my second job. For now though, I'm getting a short reprieve. Tomorrow I'm off to my home town in coastal Texas and to enjoy the sleepy, harsh effects of my favorite, Mexican dirt weed. A literal brick, sometimes kind of brown, and seedy, it gives the sleepiest high and is cheap, cheap, cheap, meaning I cans smoke blunts all day, every day. A dime bag there gets you almost an eighth.

Are you a stoner snob? Would you never be caught dead smoking cheap, low grade weed? Mexican dirt holds a special place in my heart, perhaps because it's what I started smoking at the age of 14 and bought a lot of throughout high school. I'm sure I'll cop some nice kush while I'm there, but I'm looking forward to the crap weed!

 

I leave you today with a little photo of my current buds and an old but interesting article which suggests that smart women smoke more weed! Imagine that!

 

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.
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