so, that was 11 hours of sleep and i'm still feeling blurry.

it's easy enough to point to my habits, but you wouldn't actually be making any sense, if you did. this didn't happen last week, or the week before, or the week before that. further, i'm telling you that i have a clear cause and effect, as i have had all of the other times this has happened: i smell the marijuana, i get a very unpleasant "high" (that is really more like an awful low) for an hour or two, and then i pass out for around 10 hours. it's consistent. this is what second-hand marijuana does to me over and over, and it's miserable and i want it to stop.

so, i'm not just complaining about the smell. i don't like the effects of non-consensual drugging, and there should be regulations in place to prevent it from happening. marijuana is not something that belongs in residential areas, and it's not something you do inside your house by yourself; marijuana is something that belongs in bars and parks, and something that should be done in broad, social settings. but, i'm repeating myself.

i don't know what i have to do, at this point, to find a home where i can live and not be drugged against my will by my neighbours.

and, listen - this is all very consistent with itself at least. witnesses around town will testify that i get pretty stoned on a very small amount of pot. and, any time anybody has given me any kind of pot in any kind of concentration - be it shatter or brownies - i've ended up stationary, immobile or passed out. this is actually well documented, if you ask around, or if you read my blog. so, i have a very, very low tolerance for pot, and i know that. if anybody is going to find themselves affected by second-hand smoke, i'm the person...

and, in the end, this is an empirical question, and one i've actually demonstrated with a urine test. i actually, really tested positive for thc from exposure to second-hand smoke. i can show you the lab report. really.

it's ridiculously nice out right now, but at this moment i'd no doubt be heading to the diner any minute to get some coffee and sit and wait for the bus until 6:00, scolding myself for a wasted night.

even though it's really absolutely beautiful out....

....and disappointingly cold in here, too.