when i smoke pot i am constantly reintroduced to things that i am soberly familiar with. this play of face sets off my imagination, while leaving history behind. it has it's downfalls, ill be the first to admit that. it's not always appropriate. that being said, i shouldn't have smoked today. i am very intolerant of my extended family on my dad's side, high or not. regardless of her condition, and the fact that i know she is just a lunatic, i couldn't play nice with my dying grandmother on thanksgiving. she made sharp comments about my appearance and weight loss. then ordered me around the kitchen as if i wouldn't gladly help if i was simply asked. i gave her sincere hugs, and told her i loved her.. but that was all i could say. when i am in a different state, i will go visit her, maybe tomorrow. hopefully, if greeted by the same bitterness, i can look past it, and keep her entertained with out putting too many dents in my sides. i really do love her, and feel awful about what she is going through, it was just really hard to put up with today after the stress of dinner, clouded by thc and all it's awkwardness.
go team..
please dont leave me any public service announcement comments about pot smoking. i've heard enough of that lately.
actually, i can disable comments. how about that? yeah? ok.