And I still miss the bong.

Well, I miss alot of things as well, but weed is still what I miss the most. One of the few upsides to Oglethorpe and dorm living (you could get away with alot in such an environment) from the first semester, IMO.

Of course, there’s a chance that its available and obtainable down here, but I don’t really want to take a chance here. It’s way too open of an environment to let such things slide as easily as it was back up in Atlanta.

I could easily be led to the slaughter here if I’m not too careful. I really don’t know anyone here, and I could be undermined/betrayed. I could be arrested, sent to jail, kicked out of the house.

But I loved the experience of smoking pot. It was lung-splitting and mind-blowing, and I enjoyed every opportunity that I could obtain. Of course, if I want it, I should at least have the money to afford it instead of being a leech (like I was up there).

I guess that there are benefits to living in cramped quarters; a *few*, like the aforementioned, but not that many.