CARO'S THREAD DEDICATED TO QUITTING

[Caro]

It's over. My little affair with scraping my pipe and smoking the resin, that is. When I first "quit" the entire thing was packed full of resin. I smoked so much resin, I stained my fingers black and aquired some really sexy breath. And it didn't do me any good coz now it's gone.

Why does it always have to be gone?

No matter how much you get, it runs out eventually. Oh I'm sad. Here I am on my last resin buzz and I am sad. How stupid. I don't even want to quit anymore. Yet it seems, until I can get the fuck out of this country, I will not be getting stoned very much. I had $150 cash in my hands today but instead of buying weed, I paid for my Canadian work permit.

This is what my pipe looks like now. Do you think if I heated it and melted the pathetic amount of resin left inside, it could be extracted?


Yes, I know my scraping is pathetic. A better person than I would just get the fuck over it already. But I remember being out of crack when I was addicted to it and it was about 100x worse than what I'm feeling over weed. Weed helps me succeed. Or at least it helps me to chill. Being a pothead is better than being a crackhead... but I still feel like a fiend. I wish the voluntary quitting would have worked.

Because now you guys are gonna have to deal with me being drunk again.

[cutthecashflow]

That resin can be taken out of that pipe.

[Caro]

m'kay, you wanna give me some techniques? Coz no matter how I try I can't seem to extract enough for smoking any more. I'm thinking it needs to be heated until it melts and I can just pour it out? Will that work?

[cutthecashflow]

Possibly. But I've cleaned out a simialr looking pipe before with those pipe cleaners that twist all over. Just kinda braid a bunch of them together so its a little sturdier than start digging it out. If its sticky it shouldnt be taht hard at all.

*edit* O yea boiling it will work extremely well, I'm just not sure if the resin can be salvaged after it dries out from the water or not.

[pirate]

hey Caro try this: dip just the bowl in hot water and leave it for like 15 minutes...the oil should just pour (drip) out....

[Weedguru_Fire_Inside]

I've been lookin for a real long pipe cleaner for this for fuckin ages.

[Caro]

man... fuckin ugh. Drunk. Crying. I was all fine until I started reminiscing. This shit took me down. I just wrote a bunch of personal shit that I probably shouldn't have. But damn it, I needed a friend, and it's 2 am. Thank you for listening, laury.

ohhh I hate drinking, pot never aplifies my sorrow this way.

Edit: well I sobered up and now it's morning and I can't sleep. So I deleted most of my posts to avoid embarassing myself.

[flynn]

i'm right there with ya luv...i am having a really bad time of things at the moment

[Hugo113]

. I had $150 cash in my hands today but instead of buying weed, I paid for my Canadian work permit.

You definetely won't regret that and there isn't anything else you can do so just relax.

[Caro]

Hey Cj.

I ended up finally, finally crying myself to sleep at about 6 am. When I woke up at 2 pm, I knew I was gonna be sick. So I had a big disgusting puke and went back to sleep for 4 hours.

Drinking is so fucking lame, I swear.

I need some weed.

[Caro]

failed attempt #1

Mom: "Gah what the fuck is that, it smells like you've been smoking resin".
Me: "I have".
Mom: "Well, it stinks".
Me: "You could buy some weed, that sure would smell better".
Mom: "No, just have a dink".

Failed attempt #2
Me: "gah I couldn't sleep at all last night, I drank all night long, and now I'm sick. I need some weed".
Mom: "No, you don't".
Me: "Come on, you could buy some and we could get stoned".
Mom: "I don't like getting stoned".
Me: "i know, but I do, and I'm suffering"
Mom: "here, have one of these. I don't know what it is, probably valium or something. They make you loopy as hell".
Me: "Thanks... I guess...."

[Caro]

oh, fuuuck.....

Me: "Hey uh, my mom just gave me one of these pills and she said they came from you. Do you know what they are"?
My ex: "Haha! Those are methadone, Ter".

That's right. I just took methadone to help me come off weed.

Possible successful attempt:
Me: "So I heard you were going to that party tonight. Will my uncle be there"?
Mom: "Yes".
Me: "Well tell him you want a bowl to smoke later, I'm sure he'll give you one".
Mom: "Okay".

[13laze]

A heroin substitute because it has a longer half-life and less sedation. It is used to prevent withdrawal symptoms. Doctors must obtain a special license to prescribe methadone.


eh?

[13laze]

hows it feel?

[Gorecore]

I have read this thread and feel your pain Caro.

I feel like I'm addicted to weed even though they say it's not addictive, but I suppose smoking it for 10+ years will make you addicted to almost anything pleasureable.

It's pretty pathetic when I've been dry for a day or more and finally get either a little nug from someone or a nice stash to last me. I grin uncontrollably, get hyper, and my mood elevates about 26 notches...and that's even before I smoke the shit!!

Another pathetic dream I have is the lottery. What are the chances of winning a provincial (or state) lotter? Like a gajillion to 1. I think I heard somewhere that you have a better chance of being struck by lightning while going to buy your lottery ticket.

Tonight is Canada's Lotto Super 7 draw and it is for 25 million dollars. That's probably the highest it has ever been...or damn close to it. I ensured that I got my ticket today at work. As did about 500 other customers I served tonight. So I guess I'm not the only one who dreams of striking it big!

With all that money, I wouldn't have to go through running out of weed. It's kind of scary though. I mean, would I turn into a mass of weed smoking jelly in my luxurious entertainment room in front of my 60" TV while watching Ren and Stimpy DVD's? I know I would do shit like that quite a bit, but I also know that I would travel and start up a career in the music industry.

Yep, even if I was a millionaire I would still find something to call a job. But it would be a job that I build from my own experiences...and also a job that I would absolutely love.

Fuck, I'm rambling again.