Ok, first things first.
HOT WATER! HOOORAY! The plumbing is FIXED!Moving on...
Today, Rocky whittled away at my inhibitions enough to convince me to try marijuana. The result was...complicated. After much hacking, wheezing, and no small amount of drool, I determined that I am not now nor shall I ever be a smoker. It just ain't happening, folks.
Rocky: Makes me feel like a bit of a pussy, though, couldn't even hold it in...
Meanwhile, in Logic Land, I know I won't be able to run as well with lungs made of charcoal. Get over it, Id-Boy.
Rocky: Aw...
As to the actual effects: Er, I was quiet? I'm usually very talkative; I just felt sleepy. And easily engrossed; normally when watching my friends play Halo(I don't do FPS, but I will stomp your ass at Civilization) my brain wanders around and I have problems sitting still, but this time I just sat there and stared at the television, with that lovely blank-minded feeling I've come to associate with Rocky.
And in the way of such things, when my Geek Brain came back, it brought a stack of notes of musings, observations, ideas and so on. I may share some of those later; tonight, thought, I'm tired.
Later, bros.