Was a total fiend from 1979 - 1986...but it was definitely at its worst when I was 16, 17, 18...and luckily I only had to go without weed for maybe 7 whole days scattered throughout those seven years. And I mean whole days of nothing where we had already scraped our pipes and cleaned our double-album covers the day before. Those were the few times when we tried smoking seeds and stems...and sniffing rubber cement (did nothing but lightheadedness).

Otherwise, we toked 24/7.
On school/work days: wake up, wash up, get dressed, get stoned, go to school-hell or workhell. Get stoned first break, lunch, 2nd break, on way home, at home, eat dinner, get stoned until bedtime.

On free days:
Wake up, BE stoned in less than 3 minutes, keep getting stoned until bedtime.

Ah, the good old days...:stoned:

These days, if I were able to make a decent connection and keep my stash stocked, I would only smoke it in the evenings. Can't handle being burned out 24/7 anymore. Plus, I just have too many fucken things to do every day as a middle aged adult compared to being a teen or early twentysomething when I was able to fuck off quite alot.

But I never look back on my fiendish past with regret.
The good and great times far outnumbered the bad & panicky times.