im so tired of mids




oh also, i have a new found love for drinking while driving.

its really fun

 

i have been drinking and driving since sophomore year...hahaha.
its really a spacey feeling, i love getting to a really dark spot on the road and imagine im heading for pluto or something.

 

if youre ever in CT and find yourself driving on route 11 in the wee hours of the night, its nutty.

theres no street lights and its a tiny 2 lane highway that goes through nothing but woods.

ive turned off my headlights before coming home on rt.11 and you literally cant see anything at all. its just black

 

nice!
ive been driving baked at night after a few geebs and everything turns cartoon....
everything. it was scary at first but you control your own trips so i figured whatever the hell.

 

edit
ranting and it belongs somewhere else

 

Stop Using The Word "tripping" When Talkign About Marijuana!

does this look like playdo to anyone else?

 

yeah because i have definetly not had a weed trip before

 

smoking weed, listening to too many humans by bucket head, ive gotta say, u can have alot of fun doing nothing with weed!

 

i have tripped off of marijuana before....

 

thats because it was probly swaggy mexi weed that was dipped!

 

you can't lace weed with acid...

 

im not fighting over tripping on "weed"
but your going to get laughed at

trip1. A noun that refers to a single complete experience of using acid (LSD, which is a powerful hallucinogenic drug), or any other powerful hallucinogenic drug.

i have smoked pot for enough years to know its not a hallucinogen

 

ummmmmmmmmmm.....
well you can lace weed with LSD....
and i have tripped off of the mary jane mostly because i allow myself to...
you control your trips...then again i see shit without the assistance of any narcotics.
that could be it.

 

^
well when i used to smoke at a younger age when i was more new to it
i would get high enough to scare myself. but at this point it just mellows
me out really and makes being on my computer that much better.

 

when i smoke now...and i do only on occasion.
it lasts me forever and a day...
it generally takes about five to seven days to get the feeling back in my fingertips.
i still have the thc hit my brain a couple days after my smoke.

 

thats wild^
im not that old and have only been smoking green for ah 4 years max?
and i have definetly slowed down but there were weeks where i would
stay on my couch and smoke the ice bong like it was my job and never
loose feeling. I also do know people who never smoke and actually
are a little off for the next few days after a big sesh.

 

i smoke 3 or 4 bowls and 10 minutes later ill be fucking off my ass.
i never lost feeling, only if it was cold. but when im that stoned anything i feel, even the wind against my face, will get me soaring. one time i was sitting on a couch, i put my head bak and closed my eyes... damn, i was flying high... waves of wind would go through my body and i felt like i was soaring into the sky

 

well i know it wasnt laced because it happens everytime i smoke now...though it didnt used to.
ever since i tried shrooms i have tripped on marijuana, could be psychological. it is a psychodelic drug though.
as far as shit going through to days after, i know what it feels like to be sluggish for the next few days, but the slight paranoia that comes with smoking weed stays with me and i tend to see more stuff over the next couple of days.
alot of my friends are actually quite jealous of me...
after my first geeb sesh i had had two geebs of headies and tripped so hard i puked.
i could see myself, as people were talking a multi-colored transparent bubble grew and grew inside my head when i opened my mouth the bubble would float out and would pop when i spoke, and then eventually popped when i burbed, and then eventually they started flying out when i puked.
i know it was a trip because everyone told me i was fine until i started puking, i had had my eyes open, and was talking a little bit.
needless to say it was the absolute best sleep i had ever gotten in my life after that.

 

sleep or an acomatose?