I’ll level with you…

I don’t actually have a topic today. I’m just here because I have some time right now.

Does that make you feel neglected?

I’m sorry about that, but I’m in the middle of a rather long and gruelling run of work. Sometimes life is like that, but come next month, my bank account will be laughing and isn’t that the main thing?

It’s the usual situation, I’ve spotted all sorts of interesting things to comment on; you know, give it the old skewed hippyspin.

But time has been a precious commodity this week, especially free time and its not over yet. I’ve still got more work at the end of the week; I’m only off for 2 glorious nights and I’m going to make the most of them.

I’m not sure how just yet, but this hippy is quite resourceful.

So here I sit, in front of this blank computer screen, with nothing but a blinking cursor and the words above this sentence, staring back at me.

Hardly my strongest start!

Perhaps this lack of direction is a godsend in disguise. A distinct lack of direction has certainly served me well throughout my life, so it should work for a blog entry too.

Let’s jam, let’s riff, and let’s just see wherever the fuck my stream of consciousness takes us. I expect we’ll end up someplace interesting.

Here’s something you won’t know until I tell you: Between this paragraph and the previous one, nearly 3 hours have passed. Tricky, eh?

Mrs. H woke up and I stopped writing to hang out with her as today is her day off. At least it should have been, but she got called into her office this afternoon unexpectedly. It was an overtime bonanza for a short day, so she said “yes”.

So what did I do for the three hours beside hang out with my missus?

I took drugs!

I’ve had a couple of spliffs, a dope cake and I took a herbal pill.

Right now, it’s Wednesday afternoon at 1pm, which I think is the perfect time to get off your face. Well, it’s as good as any when you’ve only got 60 hours off!

The dope is some sort of commercial grade skunk and it’s most acceptable, if not particularly a gourmet strain and I’ve got loads of spliffs rolled and ready to go.

I baked the dopecakes last week, using a simple store-bought Victoria sponge mix, some muffin cases and some yummy vanilla icing. Oh and don’t forget the dope; 2 grams of the aforementioned skunk and ½ a gram of my homemade hash, carefully scraped from the bottom chamber of my grinder.

Besides tasting great, they came out extremely strong, but I expected that when I prepared them. I based the amount of dope on ending up with 24 individual cakes, but ended up with only 12, so they were twice as potent as I had planned. I wanted a single dose to be 2 cakes, but these motherfuckers monged you royally with just one!

I haven’t cooked with cannabis in years, mainly because you need to use a reasonable amount of weed to make them effective and that makes it pricey. It was a nice treat.

Eating cannabis gives you a much different high than smoking. It comes on slowly, and is harder to describe. The feeling is relaxed, carefree and chilled, from head to toe. It lasts a long time as well.

I ate 1 cake around 30 minutes ago and I’m just starting to feel its effects. In another 30 minutes or so, the feelings will be more intense and some people that eating dope can be quite trippy. That’s never been the case with me, but everyone is different.

The other substance I took is a legal one, called NXT PHASE EXPLODING HAPPINESS (Purple) and I think it comes from Holland. I didn’t recognise many of the ingredients and was too lazy to Google them, I thought fuck it; they look cool.

Nintey minutes after swallowing one, the effects are very pleasant, relaxing but up. I’m guessing they are a piperazine blend, BZP, TMPP or something like that, but I’m not sure.

The brand, NXT PHASE have a whole line of legal highs which might be worth exploring further. So far, I’m digging these, but I think I’ll just stick to the one pill for now.

My last experience with any like this was around my birthday, when I took way too many PURPLE OHMS. Since then I’ve read some trip reports, which said 2-3 pills, produced a very strong trip. I took six. Oooops. Don’t try that at home, fuckers!

I know I have them a bit of a bad review when I last wrote about them, which is why I’m offering this little update. I doubled the dose, which is a very silly and stupid thing to do. It’s hardly surprising that I had a bad time with them, now that I am aware of this.

That doesn’t mean I’m going to try them again, but it is the reason why I haven’t played around with any legal pills in over a month.

The other reason I’m mentioning this is because at the moment, the number one search term that’s bringing people to my blog is “PURPLE OHMS”. For all of you out there in internet land, here’s my previous post on the subject, which will save you from DIGGING IT OUT YOURSELF.

Ok, now it’s getting harder to concentrate on what I’m writing and my typing is turning to shit as well.

That means it’s time for me to wrap this up and post it while I still can. Thanks for putting up with me. Bye fuckers!