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"I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I again shall be virtuous"

That's what Viktor Frankenstein said and then he drank his reefer congee.....

You palliative and hospice are different from ours.

hospice is for people who are dying…. Palliative care is for people who need help taking care of themselves….

According to the AI:

"A quarter ounce of weed (approximately 7 grams) is a large amount of plant material to consume at once, which could lead to digestive discomfort. If the cannabis has been heated (decarboxylated), consuming that quantity could result in an extremely intense and prolonged high, leading to negative effects such as severe anxiety, paranoia, nausea, vomiting, a fast heart rate, and even temporary psychotic symptoms, potentially requiring medical attention...."


Bullets !  That's exactly the answer I was looking for. Let me mark the time here and prepare for euphoria to settle in like a prairie mist.


"temporary psychotic symptoms".... that's my brand !

Necessity is the Mother of Invention...or Innovation (depending on what your definition of the word 'is' is).


Wow man. That's as sick as I've ever been. If I was 10 or 15 years older, that would have killed me. I almost went to a clinic a couple nights ago but then I started feeling better. Most distressing has been the absolutely unconscionable amount of marijuana I have not smoked over the past week because of the horrific scourge with which I have been afflicted. In an effort to recover from that, I have put a half ounce of reefer in the oven at 200 degrees to "decarboxylize" it so I can eat it.

I got sick Christmas Eve night and slept until yesterday. So I gave my wife and kid their presents and finally ate. On the upside, I saved a lot of money by not eating or smoking pot for several days. I don't know what's going on outside. It's been nuts with the weather...just one blizzard after the next. So now I have to figure out how to eat all this weed and air out the house before my wife gets home.

Sorry to hear you were sick. Enjoy your daughter's Winter break - you obviously did something amazing! What a great kid!

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Wow man. Let me begin with the term 'In retrospect..."   As in, second guessing certain decisions in my very recent past...for example, eating a quarter ounce of weed. Perhaps that wasn't my best thinking.

Sorry to hear you were sick. Enjoy your daughter's Winter break - you obviously did something amazing! What a great kid!

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Jesus. She's majoring in "English". I'm totally apart from all of it though. It's like I live in a private universe, it's all happening around me, I'm paying for it somehow and I have zero control. And that's why tonight I ate a quarter ounce of reefer and feel zero remorse.

"...The Unites States Postal Service is making new changes in 2026, including the postmark process — which could cost you late fees and penalties for anyone mailing time-sensitive documents such as tax returns or bill payments. Here's what to know.

A USPS postmark is an official mark that shows where and when mail was accepted by the Postal Service. It used to include the date when it was dropped it in a mailbox or at the post office counter. However, the new rule will reflect the postmark with the date your envelope is first processed by an automated USPS sorting machine, potentially days after it was dropped off — not the actual drop-off date.

But that's not all; rising shipping rates and post office modernization is also on the way for the new year..."

Our mailman shovelled our sidewalk for us. There are almost no children/ teens in my neighbourhood. I refuse to sign a yard work contract. You have to pay even if it never snows. I have to call my niece. I would rather pay her boys.

Necessity is the Mother of Invention...or Innovation (depending on what your definition of the word 'is' is).


Wow man. That's as sick as I've ever been. If I was 10 or 15 years older, that would have killed me. I almost went to a clinic a couple nights ago but then I started feeling better. Most distressing has been the absolutely unconscionable amount of marijuana I have not smoked over the past week because of the horrific scourge with which I have been afflicted. In an effort to recover from that, I have put a half ounce of reefer in the oven at 200 degrees to "decarboxylize" it so I can eat it.

I got sick Christmas Eve night and slept until yesterday. So I gave my wife and kid their presents and finally ate. On the upside, I saved a lot of money by not eating or smoking pot for several days. I don't know what's going on outside. It's been nuts with the weather...just one blizzard after the next. So now I have to figure out how to eat all this weed and air out the house before my wife gets home.

Wow, I thought maybe the storm got your power.