Saturday, October 2, 2010

Smoke ten blunts a day it takes the stress away.

I've been stressed lately and I figured this out from getting high.

I don't like to get high often. I only dabble. Being health conscious pot's better then alcohol especially when vaporized. Even so I'll only partake once every 20-40 days. I prefer to get high at night on a Saturday in my own home with a movie to re-watch for a second opinion. I can recover all day Sunday, that's what it's there for.

Last weekend was a high Saturday weekend. I had planned it for several weeks it was to be so. Only it got turned on it's head and nut-kicked right in the sack. I got called away by an unavoidable invitation. Actually it was the cast party for the indie film I'm the lead in. But still I was upset.

I rearranged things.

High Sunday Afternoon. Never done this before. Not in the daytime.

But here's the thing. You shouldn't get high if you've got things you plan on doing. No, not because you won't accomplish them. But because that's not what Mary Jane is for. I scheduled out three hours of my day. I would inhale the vaporizer, run downstairs and make lunch. Then run back upstairs to take another hit, run back and eat lunch while watching weeds. Finish lunch and put the vaporizer away and run back down and finish weeds. It was all focused around weed and food. I wanted to enjoy the shit out of that food.

I have split timer. You can set one to count up and one to count down from a time you decide. The one that counts up is useless if you're high it just keeps counting up, you'll forget and just have to set the down timer to go off and remind you of the up timer. Only now you've forgotten what your mental timer is on the up timer. Was it 25 mins or 35? How long has it been since the down timer went off. YOU ARE FUCKED.

So this is how I passed my three hours of high time on a Sunday afternoon. Dashing between the food the weed and the timer. Reseting clocks timing my eating timing my streamed episode of weeds because of the interruptions from the timer (I couldn't just base the time off of the show's length). Timing the amount of time spent upstairs with the vaporizer and timing how much time I had left to actually be high, relax, and enjoy myself.

This is no way to be high. This is no way to live. Only it's how I've been living. The timer help me remember my schedule only serves to highlight the way I spend live my everyday life. I've been filling every moment of each day with an activity that has become a task.

Wake up, go to gym, shower, breakfast, Check personal email during Bfast time and respond, check blogs currently following, write comments on new posts, Work, work, lunch, work, work.....WORK GOD DAMN IT GET YOUR WORK DONE, Second workout, eat recovery meal while More blog checking, query updating, email responding, Edit, write, write, edit, something productive do something creatively productive to further your ambitions, do it, do it, DO IT!............. Dinner, while reading book, or episode of something good, something I can learn from something that will not pollute my brain. Dexter, weeds, californication, trueblood, breaking bad, nip/tuck.....DONE!. Shower, sleep.








DO IT AGAIN,



Catch yah on the flip side,

"and I am not the only boxer who's much to scared to write"        
 

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