Persephone
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Katharina said:Good for you! You can stay there, this is great.
Cant you hide your shit in you trouserpockets? They will not be allowed to search your body, are they?
Well technically they -can-, but I don't think they -will-. But until I decide on a foolproof hiding spot (i've got a few ideas) then I'm just not going to have it here.
According to the rules anything inside this apartment is under their jurisdiction to search at will, and this includes guests and their belongings. But the rules read a bit differently than it usually plays out. It's like...they didn't look through my drawers at all. I could tell, because nothing was moved. And they didn't look under the mattress or any of the other typical hiding spots.
Though I'm not sure if it's because they had already found it and assumed I didn't have any more, or if they just didn't think I'd be that stupid. I dunno.
I'm just not comfortable running the risk. It's easier if I get any at all to just get enough for one sitting, smoke at 3 am when nobody should be watching, do it in the bathroom and spray air freshener like a mofo so in the morning if anyone shows I'm good cause the smell won't be overpowering.
But it's all good. Like I said, it's not like I need it. It's the beautiful thing about marijuana...horrible for the lungs, but only marginally worse than smoking cigarettes, it just makes you stupid for a few hours, relaxes you, makes sex feel 10 times better, makes you horny, and makes you hungry, all without being addictive and leaving only mild long term affects to your short term memory, and only then if you use it heavily for a long period of time.
And I don't have any short term memory to begin with! Been that way since I was born! *L*
Though addiction is arguable, because anything can create a mental addiction. It's just as true with weed as it is with the internet, masturbation, comfort eating, etc. It's easy to become reliant on something if you develop a habit for it. But if you're aware enough not to let it take control, it's all gravy.
I just love weed. *L* I've never went to class high, nor have I went to work high, or did anything important high, because I'd rather not be under the influence of anything for important shit, but I just see no problem in indulging myself when the important shit is over and I got chillin time. I think the laws against it are silly and biased, and it's a fact that they're only in place due to propaganda and a smear campaign in the early 20th century that essentially turned public view against a cash crop that threatened too many industries. Capitalism and the idiotic public buying into whatever the government tells them is why marijuana is illegal in America. Those bastards.
My speech teacher at my last college made me do 3 speeches on pot, and threw me into the pro legalization side of a debate. *L* I thought that was funny, cause I guess he just looked at me and was like "I know this bitch has to smoke". I didn't get to choose any of my topics except the final speech, and the only reason I didn't argue for legalization is cause it felt like beating a dead horse by that point. *L*