My bestie and I agreed that both of us would not smoke marijuana inside of our apartment.
We did not want the locale to smell enjoy an ashtray or a cigarette.
When I broke our leg at work, I was stuck on the couch for a couple of weeks. I was unquestionably woozy from the drugs and I couldn’t leave the couch. I wasn’t worried about using recreational marijuana, because I had pain pills. When the nurse said no to the pain pills, I had to start getting off the couch so I could walk outside and smoke. It was harshly painful, but I found a way to make it work. Then the AC component broke down. There was no freezing air in the lake house at all and the temperature was getting warmer and warmer. The fan in the residing room was the only split I had from the heat. There was unquestionably no way that I was going to leave the residing room. I gave up on the rules and I lit up a joint in the residing room. I only smoked a single marijuana joint. I was hoping our bestie would not be able to smell marijuana when he came lake house from work. The moment that he opened up the door, he started yelling about the smell of marijuana. I could not hide the smell, but he was more upset with the a/c problem than the smell of marijuana. We had a large problem on our hands and I was unable to reach the property owner. I tried three or more than three times and left 2 messages, and I was out of ideas.