Some fucking dope, bitches!
No, but seriously, it's been just over 24 hours without, and surprisingly, I feel fine. I'll never wrap my head around it, man; I'll blow bundles all week long, quit, and not feel a thing, and then other times I'll sniff just a couple bags and wake up the next day feeling like absolute shit... with the runny nose, sneezing, cold-sweats and whatever else. It's like the withdrawal symptoms just come on whenever they feel like it without any real rhyme or reason.
I called our guy and asked if he would be around tomorrow morning. I have work at 10, so you know we'll be meeting him at 9. lol
I think we'll have enough for maybe six bags; he'll probably give us seven, and I'll ask if he can make it an even eight and I'll hit him back next time. lol I know he'll do it, too. I love this dealer, man. He's the least-sketchy guy ever, and he's always around, and he's just an all-around friendly kind of guy.