Hello brethren,
Itβs me, Ship. Iβve not been on for a while as life has just been absolutely crazy lately and Iβm actually smoking less weed than ever.
My beautiful wife gave birth to our beautiful daughter yesterday and Iβm currently βchillingβ in the hospital, she was ten days early which sounds about right.
Now Iβm going to tell you about something that happened last month that will definitely make you laugh/make you cringe for me.
Anyone whoβs read anything Iβve posted here knows my tolerance for weed is very high and all Iβve done since getting on LB is try to chase a high to get through the hustle and bustle of a complicated life.
Got in touch with a vendor not from here who sells Rice Krispy square edibles, 450mg each and Β£5 each, I thought damn thatβs amazing value for money bare in mind Iβve eaten 500mg of sweets and edibles from here and only had a very small background high two hours later. They bake the edibles themselves and this lot were filled with distillate, heβd made them 560mg by accident but let me know.
So hereβs how things went down, the night before Iβd gone to my mates for a smoke we were 2 blunts and 2 joints in and my mate turned up with some rolled so I had some of them.
I donβt smoke tobacco, always smoked my weed as it comes because every time I smoke cigs I get bifter buzz and end up vomiting, cue 20 mins later and Iβm upstairs heaving up the lovely carbonara weβd made at home.
Next day Iβm angry, Iβve got work and once again a bug smoking session and not only did I not get high I ended up screwing myself up.
Itβs Monday the cakes turned up Iβm working from home Iβll eat a full one and see how I go. Cut forward 20 mins later, Iβm on an empty stomach and having a joint and start feeling it so I stopped smoking and was like damn that was fast. This is where the story gets bad.
I go upstairs, look at my PC and my eyes just zoom in I was like oh snap these must be the real deal. I start getting high, uncomfortably high, and this starts escalating from the 20 minute mark and over the next hour and a half at no point does it slow down.
Iβm like shit itβs 9am Iβm meant to be working and my head is about to fall off, my wife texts me βInvite your sister the baby showerβ. Every time I text my sister even when I say Iβm working she calls me, I said donβt call me Iβm working I get called and ignore it.
Then I get a text βitβs important, I need you to speak to a social workerβ. I answer the call and speak to a social worker, thereβs been an incident with my niece and they needed to give me as little info as possible but said Iβm the person my sister has designated as someone she trusts (high as fuck on a Monday morning before work) and that Iβll have to come to a meeting, I canβt go into the specifics but they wanted to ask if Iβd be able to βhelp the familyβ if the child had to be taken away for a while.
Iβm looking in the mirror high as a fucking kite absolutely shitting myself, got a baby due in a month and now I might have to foster my niece, at that point I hit white. Iβm vomiting everywhere, while working, waiting for social workers calls with information.
I ring my wife and tell her, long story short I manage to sort it out ( went to a court hearing as her representative it all ended up sorted weeks later) and Iβm like fuck me how did this happen.
I got ten of these edibles, a week later had half of one - hit white again. Two days later 1/3 or one -hit white again! Iβve had 8 edibles untouched in the shed for weeks because Iβm terrified to try one, I found something inexpensive that truly gets me high and realised Iβd been chasing something I straight up didnβt want.
I must have had about ten joints since then where normally I smoke 3 a day.
All sorted now but seriously that is terrible luck.
Hope youβre all doing well, inwards to fatherhood
