“That’s the best marijuana I have ever smoked. You could smell it a mile away. I also kept the weed in airtight Tupperware containers so it wouldn’t stink up the car or your dorm room.” George told me last night which was instigated when Pipe Tobacco had asked about its effects. “Skunk. I’d be smoking some now if it wasn’t for these damn random drug tests.”
I’ve never known George to be much of a drug user though. He was mainly just an imbiber of opportunity. He has never smelt of Mary Jane when we were around each other. He was always pretty content with his ice beer.
“Have you ever partook in the pungent weed?” George then asked me.
“A few times but it triggered my mental illness and the paranoia was a game loser for me. I kept thinking I was going to get arrested any moment. I had a couple of college roommates who grew it in their closets which was amazing.”
I then chuckled some and George asked me why.
“The munchies you get after smoking would drive a person with an eating disorder crazy!” I said with a smile. “You will literally eat yourself out of house and home. It is like eating on steroids.”
“Hey, maybe we could save the lives of those Karen Carpenter types who won’t eat.”
A broad grin spread across my face as I smiled at George’s interesting altruism and problem solving.
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Andrew, I hope you're doing ok. If I remember correctly you live in Alabama; and I've been reading about the storm in your part of the world.
Take care, okay?
Haha I love George's comment about anorexia. Gave me a great smile today, thanks!
I had problems with marijuana too. I never had a problem with the munchies or paranoia. But the last two times I ever did it, I had short blackouts.
I was 16 or 17 the last time I ever touched the stuff. Of course, I didn't realize I was going to develop schizophrenia later. So, I didn't make a connection between the marijuana-induced blackouts and MI until much, much later.
I must not have the addict gene. I was never that impressed with MJ or alcohol.
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