Some of you may recall the time I got too high on edibles on an anniversary vacation with Scott. I probably should have learned my lesson then but my sister Liz is charismatic and has been on a one-woman campaign to convince me that edibles aren't scary, as long as you get the dosing right. “I have a PSYCHIATRIC DISORDER,” I've explained to her, “I gotta WATCH my CHEMISTRY." “Five milligrams aren't going to do ANYTHING bad!,” she says, as much of a not-doctor as any not-doctor can be. And yet I was swayed. Like I said: charisma! She's got it!
A little story for you
A little story for you
A little story for you
Some of you may recall the time I got too high on edibles on an anniversary vacation with Scott. I probably should have learned my lesson then but my sister Liz is charismatic and has been on a one-woman campaign to convince me that edibles aren't scary, as long as you get the dosing right. “I have a PSYCHIATRIC DISORDER,” I've explained to her, “I gotta WATCH my CHEMISTRY." “Five milligrams aren't going to do ANYTHING bad!,” she says, as much of a not-doctor as any not-doctor can be. And yet I was swayed. Like I said: charisma! She's got it!