Do you smoke up?

[HappyGilmore]

Never been a pot guy.  Really.

Granted, I've done far worse, more harmful stuff to my body.  Coke, pills, booze, etc.

But I guess that goes with being an unmedicated Bi-Polar case. 

I will say, the few times I tried it, it was okay, but didn't really ease my pains. 

[RCMerchant]

See-thats the difference-I dont do it to ease pain-I do it it to just get high.

[HappyGilmore]

It never really got me high.  It was just like...weak.  Wasn't my 'bag', so to speak.  Always did harder stuff.  I dunno.

[voltron]

See-thats the difference-I dont do it to ease pain-I do it it to just get high.

Yeah RC. I smoke it pretty much all day but not to get high. Just to help my nerves really. I love getting high as a kite when I'm watching a good / bad movie though or if a want a really deep music listen. I also love getting really high when I'm mixing my music. Puts you in a different headspace and makes you perceive things different sonically than when you're straight.

[AoTFan]

If I was a stoner I'd worry that just when I got high one of my kids would need to be rushed to the hospital or some emergency would arise. Life's hard enough with all your faculties. I don't mean that to come off as judgmental as it probably sounds, I'm just serious, I don't understand how someone can feel off duty enough to relax and be even that much off the clock for a while. I guess I don't have that luxury.

I see what you're saying, but by that logic it must be tough sleeping at night.  

(starts to fall asleep, suddenly bolts awake) Oh my God, was that the kids?!?  
(husband/SO/bf/whatever, not even opening his eyes) No, honey, just go back to bed.
Oh, okay... (lays back down, closes eyes)
(bolts up again) Wait, wait, did we turn the stove off?!?
(again, not even opening his eyes) It's electric, honey.  
I know, I know, but we have covers on the burners!  If one of those were to catch fire...
(sighs) Honey.... go to bed.

[bob]

nope, I've never used drugs my entire life and never will

[RCMerchant]

See-thats the difference-I dont do it to ease pain-I do it it to just get high.

Yeah RC. I smoke it pretty much all day but not to get high. Just to help my nerves really. I love getting high as a kite when I'm watching a good / bad movie though or if a want a really deep music listen. I also love getting really high when I'm mixing my music. Puts you in a different headspace and makes you perceive things different sonically than when you're straight.

Haha! " different sonically"-
Sounds high to me! 

Yeah-I like getting high. 

[ER]

Me and drugs.... Otherwise known as how I will fill my children's late-morning naptime with a run-on post.

Having ragged on how getting high leaves you irresponsibly quasi-incapacitated, I will say I do understand the pull of it since when I've been stoned---all but once it was before I had children---EVERYTHING seemed fascinating, music was glorious, images were so intricately beautiful as to become almost like a trap I couldn't pull my eyes off of, and my sense of touch was so heightened the merest trace of a finger down the back of my neck seemed almost painfully magnified, placing my hand to someone else's was a spiritual experience, and a kiss was too much input.  I think with me touch seems amplified at all times, like I have over-developed nerve endings, but add THC and it was like crazy over the top.

So it always began that way each of the (not that many) times I've been buzzed on marijuana, a giggly, talky high, and sometimes it was all good and stayed like that, but being me, as often as not my mind slipped into thoughts of darkness and sadness, how much pain, well, hurts, how people lie in graves or ye gods, were cremated, how we're all going to pass on, how this kid I heard about on the news leaned out his truck window and smashed his head open on a traffic sign. Then all I wanted to do was sober up and drain out all my death-oriented Irish DNA that was almost certainly in my case the cause of that. I can't say I ever freaked out but I for sure sat there lost in morbid horrors a time or two. Once Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata began to feel like it was smothering me. Literally smothering me, like the notes were squeezing my throat closed. Weird.

And then there was opium, this soft, safe, gentle glowing state of painless, stressless joy through and through. Time ceased, happiness blossomed, there were no fears, cares, no future or past, the eternal now was all that was and now was simply....good.

I never directly smoked it but I once was near enough to this neighbor of mine named Tilda who smoked it from time to time. We were in her apartment one evening  doing nothing much and she said she was going to smoke opium, and I halfway thought she was joking, and she told me if I sat on the couch I'd be far enough away that it wouldn't affect me, but....oh, boy, it did. I sat on her couch and didn't move for....what truly felt like days, but was about three hours. And after that there was no mystery in my mind how and why people become addicted to narcotics or why opium dens did such big business back when they were legal.

Then I realized the magnitude of what I had done and had to go file a report on myself with my employers saying when and where I had been exposed to opium, and to this day that's in my file. I got blasted for using bad judgment and had to pay a big fine and undergo drug testing for six months, which was ridiculous since I didn't otherwise use drugs, still don't, hardly ever drink alcohol and don't even like caffeine, and that was as much harassment and punishment as it was caution on their part. To this day when I have a job-related physical or psych evaluation which goes along with it that'll get brought up, and even after eleven years I have to explain why I used poor judgment in being in the same apartment with someone using narcotics. It's a stain that never goes away.

But maybe the one drug experience I feel absolutely dumbest for getting caught up in was when I was on a cruise with my college roommate, our reunion, hadn't seen each other much at all in several years. And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

So our second night there she comes back to the cabin with this man and they have pills and I was going to leave and my roommate was like, "Aw, come on, you're on a cruise, live it up, it's not going to do anything."

So I took one of the pills, and it's true, it didn't do much, just made me feel drunk and uninhibited and disconnected from my legs, but later I got ashamed of myself, taking a pill of who knows what from some stranger just because she talked me into it.

Anyway, barring the occasional booze buzz and a couple of times I was sloshed (Cliff's Notes, I was talkative, funny and silly, never mean) that's pretty much the story of me and drugs.

Oh! Except for the time I was about thirteen and found myself holding a massive bag of cocaine my evil cousin's preppie dealer shoved in my hand thinking he'd impress me. I dropped it, and it spilled, and I ran back to the house while he used language that'd make a sailor blush, lol.

Sooooo, why am I saying all this? Shrug, why not?

[RCMerchant]

Yeah-why not? f**king cool stories,ER!

[Rev. Powell]

And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

(*Files that tidbit away*).

[AoTFan]

And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

(*Files that tidbit away*).

You must have had hotter teachers in your elementary school than I did mine. 

[ER]

And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

(*Files that tidbit away*).

You must have had hotter teachers in your elementary school than I did mine. 

Ha!! Yeah, for a schoolmarm my old roommate holds her own. She and I Do Not Speak of that night.

[A_Dubya]

Yup. I haven't in a while, but I do. I really started in college, as well as doing other stuff, and drinking heavily. I don't as much now, but I don't have any issues with people who smoke or do other drugs as long as they're responsible.

[AoTFan]

But maybe the one drug experience I feel absolutely dumbest for getting caught up in was when I was on a cruise with my college roommate, our reunion, hadn't seen each other much at all in several years. And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

So our second night there she comes back to the cabin with this man and they have pills and I was going to leave and my roommate was like, "Aw, come on, you're on a cruise, live it up, it's not going to do anything."

So I took one of the pills, and it's true, it didn't do much, just made me feel drunk and uninhibited and disconnected from my legs, but later I got ashamed of myself, taking a pill of who knows what from some stranger just because she talked me into it.

Okay, I gotta say it, you're a female on a cruise with another female and she comes back to your cabin with pills and a guy... damn, this sounds like the premise for a story that should be on another forum.  :)

[ER]

But maybe the one drug experience I feel absolutely dumbest for getting caught up in was when I was on a cruise with my college roommate, our reunion, hadn't seen each other much at all in several years. And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

So our second night there she comes back to the cabin with this man and they have pills and I was going to leave and my roommate was like, "Aw, come on, you're on a cruise, live it up, it's not going to do anything."

So I took one of the pills, and it's true, it didn't do much, just made me feel drunk and uninhibited and disconnected from my legs, but later I got ashamed of myself, taking a pill of who knows what from some stranger just because she talked me into it.

Okay, I gotta say it, you're a female on a cruise with another female and she comes back to your cabin with pills and a guy... damn, this sounds like the premise for a story that should be on another forum.  :)

Oh, darn, "We Do Not Speak Of That Night" gave it away, huh?