• wjrii@lemmy.world
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    11 hours ago

    Technically, I guess this was twice, but <HankHill>the mari-hwanas</HankHill>.

    Smoked a little in a perfectly lovely part of Amsterdam with my wife, who importantly is NOT a chronic overthinker who was raised by uptight Southern-fried Mormons, but I just immediately got paranoid and was obsessed with the likelihood that two random Dutch guys were staring at me and planning something bad. The fact that ten years later I still think it was possible they were eyeing us, while she is completely dismissive, tells me I do not need to be smoking pot.

    Also tried some edibles in the hotel room, but that just made me sleepy with nothing particularly fun happening, though admittedly nothing bad happened either. Very “Meh.”

    • HelixDab2@lemm.ee
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      27 minutes ago

      Yeah, that happens sometimes. It happened to me the 2nd or 3rd time I ever smoked pot. Hasn’t happened since. I’m a very, very irregular smoker though, and don’t smoke much more than just enough to feel a mild buzz.

      I’ve got a batch of edibles in the freezer–I made some brownies for my partner–but apparently you aren’t supposed to use a whole ounce in a small pan of brownies? IDK, apparently they’re a bit on the strong side.