my first time
Posted 07-11-2008 at 01:37 AM by sattire
my first blog on grasscity.com, my first time posting a blog here.
i'm not a big blogger, i usually churn out a page or two every few months on myspace, but i was skipping around the forums and suddenly i thought to myself
"Hm, i feel a blog coming on."and why travel to another web page? i was already here.
i'm not high today, but that's alright because i don't like to be high everyday.
i've been thinking bout it though. how i'm at my own place, with a balcony that over looks lush, narc-free forestry. how i have some smoke that i've had for two weeks and the longer i don't smoke it the drier it gets.
i'd like to wait until it gets dark, go out, barefoot, and dangle my legs under the railing of the balconey and smoke.
it feels like i'm sitting on a window sill over looking the world. or on an island in the sky, Feel Good Inc. style, fucking windmills and all.
so i'm definantly keen on getting high. it's like a party i might go to. i think i've been getting high too much lately though. i don't want to do it too much.
not that i'm worried about becoming addicted to weed- that's just silly. my tolerance levels go up quick. plus, i got things to do. and major plus- getting high is so much better after i haven't done it for awhile.
so i'm waiting for this weekend, even though i plan on visiting my parents. i'm good with a sploof and some Oust inside my room, maybe some incense too.
maybe i could just sit outside on the trampoline, they live out in the country.
you know what kind of stars the country has? the best ones.
been feeling kind of lonely getting high lately. lonely and mentally unstimulated. wish i could get a friend to smoke with me. i have a cousin living right next door to my parents, a good friend and obvious smoking canidate, but i consider every moment of her time dedicated to her boyfriend unless otherwise notified which sucks and i hope they break up.
i don't care if it's selfish, she was my best friend until he came along and now all i get is her scrap time.
whiney blog, but fuck. i though investing in a few good pieces was better than gathering whatever crap i could find... friend-wise i mean. now i got nothing.
everyone i know is obssesed with love and being in it and having someone to listen to all your crap and validate you with unconditional care so you don't feel useless, that's retarded and fuck everyone.
what the fuck about being your own damn person? and taking care and loving yourself before you burden someone else with all your shit?
ah, everyone sucks. it's nice to see i'm retaining that teenage angst though. didn't know i still had it in me.
NEATO.
i don't need anyone though, i'm cool under the stars with mah weed. just chill.
i recently had another first. last week i got high by digesting marijuana for the first time ever. after years of smoking it- hello mom and dad, i'm here to visit you, but weren't you gonna be gone for the afternoon?
i wanted to get high, i don't get much free time and a whole free afternoon was at stake here.
but even sploofin it in my room with some Oust was too risky with my parents awake and about.
what's this, some oreos, huh? hmm...
i twisted them apart, but i didn't eat them then. i sprinkled some pot and pressed in into the white filling. then on some foil and into a oven. i kept checking the smell. it did smell strongly- of cookie, first of yummy cookie, later of burnt cookie.
i ate it anyway, two of them actually. i waited about half an hour before i felt a little off. then a short while later i felt high. which was a little funny feeling because i'm used to smoking to get there.
i watched Futurama and gulped down glasses of my mom's awesome tea until i realized that i was higher than i had ever been before in my life. in my life. and the tea was awesome.
while drinking the tea it seemed to taste like every delicious thing i had ever drank. ever.
so i was high. too high. it's fun to get high but it put me off (a bit) because i wasn't able to even maybe start thinking about how to try and get back down.
seriously high- like i started thinking so hard about things that whenever i stopped thinking about whatever i was thinking about i startled myself. sometimes just slightly, other times i jumped really violently. i even spit some tea up at one point. almost like i was dreaming even though i was still awake.
so i ate many a burnt oreo that weekend. and yesterday i tried a weed ramen recipe. i was really tired though, so i mostly slept though it.
so imma wait for the weekend. i'm thinking bout weed right now though. i have some. i want to smoke it.
since i won't smoke i'll probably indulge myself by heading over to mah Planet K and buying some screens or a new book.
or maybe go get some painting stuff. i'd like to paint a mural in my room at mah parents house. i'm unsure what of yet, but something.
so yeah. end blog. or whatever.
- sattire
i'm not a big blogger, i usually churn out a page or two every few months on myspace, but i was skipping around the forums and suddenly i thought to myself
"Hm, i feel a blog coming on."and why travel to another web page? i was already here.
i'm not high today, but that's alright because i don't like to be high everyday.
i've been thinking bout it though. how i'm at my own place, with a balcony that over looks lush, narc-free forestry. how i have some smoke that i've had for two weeks and the longer i don't smoke it the drier it gets.
i'd like to wait until it gets dark, go out, barefoot, and dangle my legs under the railing of the balconey and smoke.
it feels like i'm sitting on a window sill over looking the world. or on an island in the sky, Feel Good Inc. style, fucking windmills and all.
so i'm definantly keen on getting high. it's like a party i might go to. i think i've been getting high too much lately though. i don't want to do it too much.
not that i'm worried about becoming addicted to weed- that's just silly. my tolerance levels go up quick. plus, i got things to do. and major plus- getting high is so much better after i haven't done it for awhile.
so i'm waiting for this weekend, even though i plan on visiting my parents. i'm good with a sploof and some Oust inside my room, maybe some incense too.
maybe i could just sit outside on the trampoline, they live out in the country.
you know what kind of stars the country has? the best ones.
been feeling kind of lonely getting high lately. lonely and mentally unstimulated. wish i could get a friend to smoke with me. i have a cousin living right next door to my parents, a good friend and obvious smoking canidate, but i consider every moment of her time dedicated to her boyfriend unless otherwise notified which sucks and i hope they break up.
i don't care if it's selfish, she was my best friend until he came along and now all i get is her scrap time.
whiney blog, but fuck. i though investing in a few good pieces was better than gathering whatever crap i could find... friend-wise i mean. now i got nothing.
everyone i know is obssesed with love and being in it and having someone to listen to all your crap and validate you with unconditional care so you don't feel useless, that's retarded and fuck everyone.
what the fuck about being your own damn person? and taking care and loving yourself before you burden someone else with all your shit?
ah, everyone sucks. it's nice to see i'm retaining that teenage angst though. didn't know i still had it in me.
NEATO.
i don't need anyone though, i'm cool under the stars with mah weed. just chill.
i recently had another first. last week i got high by digesting marijuana for the first time ever. after years of smoking it- hello mom and dad, i'm here to visit you, but weren't you gonna be gone for the afternoon?
i wanted to get high, i don't get much free time and a whole free afternoon was at stake here.
but even sploofin it in my room with some Oust was too risky with my parents awake and about.
what's this, some oreos, huh? hmm...
i twisted them apart, but i didn't eat them then. i sprinkled some pot and pressed in into the white filling. then on some foil and into a oven. i kept checking the smell. it did smell strongly- of cookie, first of yummy cookie, later of burnt cookie.
i ate it anyway, two of them actually. i waited about half an hour before i felt a little off. then a short while later i felt high. which was a little funny feeling because i'm used to smoking to get there.
i watched Futurama and gulped down glasses of my mom's awesome tea until i realized that i was higher than i had ever been before in my life. in my life. and the tea was awesome.
while drinking the tea it seemed to taste like every delicious thing i had ever drank. ever.
so i was high. too high. it's fun to get high but it put me off (a bit) because i wasn't able to even maybe start thinking about how to try and get back down.
seriously high- like i started thinking so hard about things that whenever i stopped thinking about whatever i was thinking about i startled myself. sometimes just slightly, other times i jumped really violently. i even spit some tea up at one point. almost like i was dreaming even though i was still awake.
so i ate many a burnt oreo that weekend. and yesterday i tried a weed ramen recipe. i was really tired though, so i mostly slept though it.
so imma wait for the weekend. i'm thinking bout weed right now though. i have some. i want to smoke it.
since i won't smoke i'll probably indulge myself by heading over to mah Planet K and buying some screens or a new book.
or maybe go get some painting stuff. i'd like to paint a mural in my room at mah parents house. i'm unsure what of yet, but something.
so yeah. end blog. or whatever.
- sattire
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thats awesome, the oreos.
and yes the country has the best stars!! do you think you could message me with the ramen recipe? |
 
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wow.you have managed to make oreos even more wonderful.haha
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goddamn right the country has the best stars. I'm a big downtown rooftopper. It's where my friends and I go to when they want to smoke. We always complain about the sky being so devoid of anything but airplane lights here.
I have a HUGE problem with tolerance lately. I smoked way too much and I started burning weed way too quickly. I told myself I wasn't going to smoke until I pull up my new plants. I've also told myself I'm not buying anymore weed until my crop comes up. We shall see. We shall see indeed. |
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