Weed Experiments

So, since I live in Seattle, I finally decided to try Washington State's newest legal crop. Friends of mine assured me that it would be great, that it would unlock interesting details, that I would enjoy the experience and it would make me feel better in the end.

Sadly, none of that was true. I tried it several times, sometimes in a hybrid blend, sometimes in an entirely Sativa blend. I had no real interest in Indica. I always used edibles because I'm reluctant to put any sort of crap into my lungs, and I slowly upped, in successive experiments over several weekends, from five to fifteen to even twenty milligrams, never mixing with alcohol because that is one of the strongest cofactors that leads to brain dysfunction, and I like my brain.

You know what? It didn't do a whole lot for me. It made me feel icky, and a little bit like someone put a plumber's vise around my head and tightened it down a bit. I did get a buzz. I never got the munchies. It made me slightly disoriented and I had to think harder to walk up and down stairs.

Who wants that?

There was one interesting effect. With enough sativa, I would see geometric patterns when I closed my eyes. The best one was millions of 5s, the numeral, all in a lovely serif font with a matte silver tinting on a dark grey background, slowly moving toward me like that old Star Trek screensaver. Interesting, but, you know, there's always the Internet for stuff like that.

( The other interesting effect is adults only...  )

I'm kinda disappointed. It just seems like a lot of discomfort for not a lot of benefit. I'm glad other people like it. Part of my disappointment is that, unlike wine, it's not a depressant and it's much lower calorie, so I'd have been ecstatic if it worked for me. It doesn't. I think I'll stick to wine. It's much more pleasant.