[align=left]Sorry if this is a completely overdone thread, but I'm soooo completely ripped right now. I got an 1/8th tonight of some midds, 40 bucks, and I promised my friend that I would give her a fat joint because she gave me 8 .25 Xanax last night.
She said she didn't want anything at all, because they make her want to kill herself when she takes them. She is a VERY upbeat person, she's one of those people that make doing nothing fun, lol.
Anyway, I usually smoke bowls all the time, ya know? I haven't been into joints before because I haven't had any paper, and haven't been able to roll very good ones. So, I recently acquired some papers from a friend that is quitting (actually...lol...it was about 2 weeks ago). I decided to start practicing. So I started rolling joints everytime I wanted to smoke. And I made sure to roll at least 2 joints before I smoked. I ran out, and bought some more and kept practicing.
Tonight I decided I was finally satisfied with my ability to roll a GOOOOD joint (i don't want to say a PERFECT because ya know, i'm defffffinitely not there yet). Anyway, so I smoked it about....Well, at 2:20 and I was done with it at 2:32 am.
It's 3:02, I'M STILL SO EFFING RIPPED! More than I would be if I smoked a bowl. Like, I was snacking on some Cracker Jacks about 10 minutes ago (when I actually got the idea to make this thread, but I lost track in something I forgot, and then completely forgot about the fact that I was doing this) and I thought my fan was on the setting where it turns from left to right (the word escapes me NOW, but I could remember it 2 minutes ago, lol). I turned and it wasn't, and then I thought my door was open, so I turned really quickly with a skip of a heartbeat and it wasn't...it was just my imagination.
HOORAY FOR JOINTS!!
It'd be best to say the above in the voice of that Jamaican guy from Red Stripe Beer. =)
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