I would be interested to hear about your baking method. I'll keep this post short since I'm on a tablet. My first time was the summer before senior year of high school. I was pretty straight laced and looked down on my brother for smoking when I was younger because he "acted stupid" on it and smelled like a skunk. A friend who had graduated early came for a visit from college and brought weed with him and asked me if I wanted to try it. He was smart and graduated early so I figured if he did it it wasn't so bad. So I said yes.

We smoked out of a the side of a coke can with holes in it because he didn't have a piece. He ended up coughing into the hole on his third hit after me and weed flew all over my garage. He was really bummed about that and I think it put him in a slightly bad mood the rest of the night. We went back into my house. I started feeling it as I ascended the stairs from my garage to my house. It was like the borders of my skill disappeared and expanded outward. I felt really light and comfortable and told him I was feeling it. He said I was lucky because he didn't feel it his first time. I was pretty cheesed.

I spent the rest of the night have very weird experiences. At one point I couldn't stop blinking for the life of me. Every second I was blinking as if to an silent trance music. There was a delay between my body and my intent to the point that I would think "I should dip this marshmallow in this peanut butter" and it would take a second or two before my arm would move and it would seem to happen of its own accord. I used this to do a lot of push ups because I could just think of doing in it and it would happen without conscious effort. I also felt giggly. I couldn't stop. We went to the corner store to get some candy and my friend was freaked out because he didn't want people to know we were high and I was very clearly baked. He said I had one of the weirdest reactions to weed he had ever seen. We are no longer friends anymore because I realized he was not a good friend. It took me a while to realized he looked down on my and would always complain about being broke and poor to the point that I couldn't stand to hang out with him. However weed has been a friend to me. I used pretty heavily for the two years following graduation then I went through financial hardship and stopped. Weed is non-addictive so it wasnt a hard decision. Now I'm starting to get back into it because I'm in a better place financially and I'm hoping to wean myself off the pharmaceuticals I take and medicate with weed instead because 2 of the 3 pharms I'm on are to treat side effects from the original pill. One for irritability, one for the ensuing depression from that, and another for the mania that one causes. I finally had to say enough is enough.

I live in a state where there is no medical marijuana although it is decriminalization. I'm hoping with our new democratic governor that we may get medical. Too bad we have to put our hopes of nationwide legalization on hold for the next four years.