Was is it with marijuana that makes people lock themselves in their home and stay high for weeks on end?
Get up, go to work, come home, get high.
It's a fucking routine for some people and now I have three friends who, until recently, were not big on smoking pot.
One of then did when she was younger. The other two did nothing (drink, smoke, etc) until I got my hands on them. Even then I only got them both drunk once. They became raging semi-alcoholics afterwards (they went a little overboard.)
Until six months ago I used to see these people every week. We would just hang out. Then one of the guys and the girls started smoking pot. Did not hear from them save for once every two months or so. Their phones are disconnected and the girl lost her good job and started working at Trails. Then I stopped hearing from the other guy.
Today I go to the girls house (she and one of the guys are roommates) and there are four people there, two of whom I have never met, and they are getting severely stoned out of their gourd. I was there for a couple of hours and had to leave because it sucks being around people who are totally blitzed. That and potsmoke makes me sick. Even if it did not make me ill I would have left. Just no fun.
The girl is also engaged to one of the guys who was there that I did not know. They have known eachother for two months and are now engaged for an April wedding. She used to be so smart and had a great head on her shoulders. Now she is just a pothead.
I have nothing against weed or the people who indulge in it, but let up every once in a while for crying out Pete's sake!
In other news I took my test for the Phoenix Fire Department's dispatch unit today. I'm fucking beat. i got two hours of sleep last night and today I had to take a three-hour test. Today fucking sucked.
Get up, go to work, come home, get high.
It's a fucking routine for some people and now I have three friends who, until recently, were not big on smoking pot.
One of then did when she was younger. The other two did nothing (drink, smoke, etc) until I got my hands on them. Even then I only got them both drunk once. They became raging semi-alcoholics afterwards (they went a little overboard.)
Until six months ago I used to see these people every week. We would just hang out. Then one of the guys and the girls started smoking pot. Did not hear from them save for once every two months or so. Their phones are disconnected and the girl lost her good job and started working at Trails. Then I stopped hearing from the other guy.
Today I go to the girls house (she and one of the guys are roommates) and there are four people there, two of whom I have never met, and they are getting severely stoned out of their gourd. I was there for a couple of hours and had to leave because it sucks being around people who are totally blitzed. That and potsmoke makes me sick. Even if it did not make me ill I would have left. Just no fun.
The girl is also engaged to one of the guys who was there that I did not know. They have known eachother for two months and are now engaged for an April wedding. She used to be so smart and had a great head on her shoulders. Now she is just a pothead.
I have nothing against weed or the people who indulge in it, but let up every once in a while for crying out Pete's sake!
In other news I took my test for the Phoenix Fire Department's dispatch unit today. I'm fucking beat. i got two hours of sleep last night and today I had to take a three-hour test. Today fucking sucked.
blaueminxaugen:
Yes. I am in agreeance. I have absaloutley nothing against pot, so long as it doesn't become the main ruling factor in one's life. Most things are fine, as long as they are done in moderation. Weed was never a consistant thing for me. It was always random. That's probably why I never liked it. *Shrugs*