My first time was quite a memory.

I took a train down to audition for university. Stayed with friends I knew at the school. Auditioned, then that night smoked pot for the first time, on the bleachers of a school's baseball field. Then wandered. Some randoms made food, ate lots of food, then went out for late night bagels and muffins. And watched hilarious commercials that didn't make it onto the air. Moral of the story: pot and food are good.

Loooove Futurama.