Okay so I'm not going to lie.. I get up and go to bed by the Mary Jane.. calms my soul and makes me not cuss out folks on a regular... I can hit the blunt twice in the morning and when I'm on my way to work - all the traffic and crazy drivers don't matter none.. I used to think this helps my high blood pressure.. but to the contrary I may be doing myself a very big disservice. There are all kinds of weed smokers in the world and if I had to categorize myself it would be the "luxury" smoker - and by definition that would mean that I only smoke the best stuff in town and would say "no" if you try to give me some bammer weed. There are also rules of which I am truly accustomed too:
- The most important rule is: Thou shalt SHARE your weed! Don't smoke alone, if there are other people around. Let the others share in your smoke, even if you spend your last money on that weed. Even if you've sold your mother to be able to buy it. EVEN if you don't like the other people that much. There are no excuses. Nothing is worse than having to look at someone who's smoking a fatty all by himself. So don't be greedy.
- The person who rolls the joint (no matter whose weed it is) gets to spark up the joint and gets first hits.
- If the joint/bong is passed to you, don't smoke too much. A good rule is: puff, puff, pass!
- After passing the pipe or bong around after taking your hit, always pass the lighter with the pipe or bong, never hold it and forget about it unless the bowl is cherry.
- If someone rolls a nice joint, its good to give the person a compliment on his rolling skills...
- If smoking from a bong or a joint, never put the whole thing in your mouth and get it all sopping wet.. it's disgusting and it messes up the joint.
I see that it is going to be an uphill battle to stop doing one of my favorite pass times. It's so much a part of my life that every month when I budget my money.. weed is always on the list.. you know rent, lights, weed, cable.. so this is going to be hard, but my health is waaay more important than my sense of joy when that sticky icky reaches my lips. Lawd.. somebody point me in the direction of the nearest rehab - this ain't gonna be easy!
