the home stretch!

My 40 days are almost up and to be honest, it pretty much flew by. Though I'd attribute that to being extremely busy more than I would to it being easy. I mean, on one hand, it was as easy as you'd expect not smoking weed for 40 days to be. But I won't lie, there were days when it was really, really hard not to scrap the whole thing and get super stoned. The days when other of life's challenges got the best of me and I missed my old buddy weed terribly. But I committed to this endeavor and I intended to see it through.

Having done so (almost), I've concluded that weed is a positive presence in my life. Nothing so quickly and easily takes the edge off from a rough day at work or a difficult situation. I'm sure D missed me having it for just that reason; stress can make me very irritable! Also, I was no more motivated than I am when I'm smoking daily and in fact, when it came to things like cleaning and doing homework and writing papers (which I'm doing way too much of lately), I was far less inspired. And I did find I was drinking more to compensate. Not on a daily basis, but at parties or when hanging out friends and I far prefer weed to alcohol in just about every way. So, bottom line, I'll be glad to have it back.

There is a Good Friday celebration planned, complete with my new favorite z pizza, an ice cream cake, and the reemergence, from the depths of the closet, of my beautiful bong. =D
 
Thanks. And yes, Lent. But I'm not religious so it was really just an excuse to conduct a little experiment.
 
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