Story edited to prevent deletion- The day started out, hung over after last night. I had a shitty feeling and my stomach hurt, and was very tired but still had to get up and clean up/take a shower/put a bed together/clean the porch. I was expecting my 3 good friends to hit me up at around 12 pm to go to a party. My friends show up at 12:00 and I am ready to go! We first start out in this abandoned cow pasture (allows people to go in their now) and it has an area of about 3 miles, in which there are a plethora of trails and secret areas to find. My friends are experienced here, have built several impressive camp spots... etc. 3:00, still no bud. Been sitting at this rad campsite since 12:30 hitting some kief, not enough to get a significant buzz. 3:30, We are so desperate we hit this guy up that we don't really like. We said we had enough for an eighth, so he comes around. 4:00, guy shows up and says he is dry and though we said we had an eighth. Turns out he was holding a quarter, and was just being a greedy fucker. He passes a bowls worth of pot and is on his merry way. Some good cheesy nug too... It was but a sample 4:20, we sit around about to cry from sobriety, this 4 20 is becoming a dud.... 5:30, 'J' leaves to hit up a 'friend' 6:00 J comes back with his head held high, we all know what it is. He pulls out a couple grams of white widow, I rolled all three of us 6 joints (2 each) and we spark up. Tried shotgunning my friends and M fell backwards after a long hit. 6:30, taken at least a total of 10 hard rips from the bong between the three of us. Getting ridiculously stupid now, very fuzzy. 7:00, We leave the forest through this trail that took us 2 minutes to get into, but somehow took us 30 minutes. We were simply awing every sight there was. 8:30, Decided to roll two joints, passed both around and put on a movie. 9:00, Getting late, I think I am too high, but I pack up three more bowls for the bong for the three of us. I had confidence that I could handle it. 10:00, Nope! So tired, we order pizza and at some, and I chilled out a bit. 12:45, Pack a pipe with a bowl for bed, by this time, we received another couple grams btw, if you were wondering why we were still smoking. This was Sour D, though. 1:00 Get a terrible twitch going all through my body. I start fading away. My friend asks me to pass the remote, but his voice echoes through the room. I drooled a little on myself, and was glad nobody caught that. Sooo high it was almost miserable. I crawled into bed, drank some juice and feel asleep. 7:00, had to get up to get ready for a party at 12:00, kicked my friends out (they left and waked and baked with the remaining two joints) I still had a bowl, so I hit that and fell asleep again. 9:30, woke up and got ready. Still a teeny bit high. In the end, one of the best 420's ever. It was funny, because every time I said, "this will be a dud", M said it would turn into a miracle somehow. And it did. And I am glad. I'll be dry until like Wednesday, which sucks
Alright, lol. Woke up super early again, waked and baked with pals. Still dry since then, super shaky.