Today was a great day for me and my second love marijuana. I recently

moved to Florida and live in a quiet community just north of Daytona. Iā??m not

in school anymore and work at a job where marijuana use is absolutely

forbidden, in fact it is so not a part of the culture I work in that they do not

drug test, because itā??s unimaginable that someone could use Mj and be able

to do the job. So the short of it is, itā??s really hard to find a connect for weed

is place where nobody you know does it, and the only people who look like

possible hookups immediately steer away when they see that Iā??m clean cut

and usually wearing slacks. Well I decided to rectify the situation by ordering

a pack of White Rhino seeds from nirvana; But the 3 month wait is

intolerable. Looking through the local boards it always seems like people are

basically begging for a connect, and say that they donā??t know anyone.

Peoples obvious response is get out and youā??ll meet someone. I sympathize

with the former because if your social situation is not geared toward putting

you in contact with people that smoke itā??s hard to break in as a complete

outsider who does not know any friends in the area. On the other hand I see

the logic of the people that just tell the people to get out and let the weed

find you, it seems due to the casual culture surrounding MJ, most

transactions are done with someone you hardly know, but will slap skin with

and be like ā??cool manā? Very laid back and natural are most weed deals.

So today I decided that I just got paid and I wanted some weed

and was like fuck it Iā??ll just ask until I find it. I drove down to Daytona Beach

and stopped at one of those seedy weekly/efficiency hotels. I just went up

and knocked on a door (No fucking Idea who would answer it) An old guy

with these bugged out eyes came to the door, I smelled booze all over him,

and knew he wasnā??t what I was looking for, ā??so sorry wrong room, looking for

my friend is allā?¦ā? a quick excuse and I decided to knock on the next door

down. After 2 knocks I thought to myself ā??this is stupid, what the fuck are

you doingā? As I started to turn around a dude in his mid twenties and couple

of Tats answered, I used the previous excuse and started to turn away, but

before he shut the door I turned around and was like hey you know where to

get some trees. He was like... yeah but its gonna be a few hours, I was like

Iā??m looking for a zip, he was like cool, we exchanged cell# and fake names,

then I was off to blow some time at the beach.
ncnavguy Reviewed by ncnavguy on . Daytona Beach (A Weed Story) Today was a great day for me and my second love marijuana. I recently moved to Florida and live in a quiet community just north of Daytona. Iā??m not in school anymore and work at a job where marijuana use is absolutely forbidden, in fact it is so not a part of the culture I work in that they do not drug test, because itā??s unimaginable that someone could use Mj and be able Rating: 5