>>10258273out of necessity/scarcity we used to roll these spliffs with garbage tier mexican brick shwag that were like 80-90% tobacco and we were lucky if we got 3 in day. They also had these huge black seeds in them that took a long time to remove along with the stems so though whole process used to be pretty ritualized. It was like: sit down for 20 minute cleaning the weed and snipping into a near powder with pair of scissors and then cutting it with tobacco and rolling a few spliffs with it--then tucking the spliffs in with your cigarettes, usually in the space where you pulled out a cigarette for the sake of sacrificing it for spliff tobacco.
Even after weed became much more available we preferred it like this to maintain a so called 1% high for as much of the day as possible. It was always motivated as a kind of bargaining, like "i'd like to stay high all the time but since that is impossible let me be a lil high as much as possible please"
The other part of it was the ritual, there was a much bigger dopamine spike when we wen through the whole process of cleaning + rolling + saving for later + finally enjoying it.
eventually however I came to despise the arrangement as it lead to a pretty intense psychological dependence. After about 5 years or so like this things were getting very high maintenance. A lot of days I used to drive home from work a good 20 minutes, smoke this tiny little spliff, brush my teeth, apply deodorant, and then drive 20 minutes back, all just to feel a high that was roughly the same as drinking a cup of strong coffee with 2 sugars in it.
It also started making me kind of paranoid. Freshly toked I always kind of background worried that other people could tell and I couldn't wait for the feeling to go away. Of course when it did I was completely sober again, so that was the final nail in the coffin: I just didn't enjoy it anymore.
Only thing I don't regret is the music, some chicks. Everything else was dumb.
