well, interestingly enough i thought my parents would go ballistic if they found out i smoked weed. I know my father used to toke, but i assumed theyd still find plenty of reasons why i shouldnt.

However, on saturday afternoon, i accidentaly fropped a bag of green on the floor in front of my dad. He picked it up, looked at it and gave it back to me. He said "ill talk to you about that tonight"


3 days later, no talk, and there have been various occasions where they could have spoken to me about it. So by the look of it i have the all clear. Kick ass.