Last night I decided to smoke weed with my flatmates (they're always smoking, but I usually don't feel like it), and I had a realisation. I can't get high from smoking at all, which is probably why I usually can't be bothered with it. The only time I've been high was when I was in Amsterdam and we got brownies instead of joints, so I don't think I'll bother anymore. It's kind of nice to actually have a legit excuse (to me, just saying 'no' is as legit as it gets, but I ALWAYS have to defend myself when I decline a joint).
I had some wine instead because being sober with a bunch of people who are stoned to oblivion isn't very fun. It was a good night.