Really. Seriously. I think judging my life and irrational fears- pot is THE choice. My smoking a joint in its few times were BAD trips. Everyone suggests “you have to get used to it.” Sorry, but fuck that.
However . . . it may just be placebo, but I suspect when I was around people smoking and didn’t actually have a puff, my mood was elevated and rather functional.
I think I need to live in a mild hot-box scenario where people smoke pot where I live but I don’t smoke pot. Would that make sense?
If you’re the type to have irrational fears, dont smoke. I used to love pot spending hundreds of dollars on it a week. Then I started to get paranoid. Bad. Maybe I just have a pre dispostion to those fears, but knowing I do, I avoid weed.
Now that I know where to get it, I’m thinking of trying it. I think you should do it, but maybe I should wait until I do before I give a definite opinion.
I remember the first thought I ever had during my first attempt at smoking weed. It was about the Harlem Globetrotters. I remembered once seeing a poster that listed all the scores between the Globetrotters and the Washington Generals. The Globetrotters won every game over a hundred years except one. Which is wierd because its fake basketball and the globetrotters are meant to win, always. Anyway, while I was high, I thought how sucky would it have been to be at that game. Its fake basketball! They lost at fake basketball!
At that point I started laughing uncontrollably. Welcome to weed.
Smears, given that most people get calm and lazy after smoking, do you know anyone that you’ve smoked with that got speeded up, meaning full of a lot of energy, dancing around and such?
Cuz that happens to me, and everyone around is like wtf.
I don’t smoke anymore, but don’t mind getting lean off the smoke in the smoke-filled room at my sister’s house: that ensues when ma peeps start blazing - although, a high off skunk (chronic) fumes really f’d me up a few months back - I was so f’d that it took me about 3 hours to get out of my chair: even though I needed the toilet so bad, and when I did get out of the chair: I had to crawl up the stairs like a cat, as I couldn’t walk but to reach the toilet was such a relief, as you can imagine…
Do whatever makes you feel comfortable, Gaiag - peeps are always trying to put a spliff in my hand, but I always decline their generous offer
I’d just thought I’d throw out the possibility of simply smoking a very very small amount of weed? I smoke all the time, but in daytime social settings the amount is minimal. Slight high means only slight burnout.
but to reach the toilet was such a relief, as you can imagine… 
