So last night a lovely walk with M@ and Krsity was interrupted by an ufortunate conversation about my dislike for pot. I fail to understand why this is a big deal. I don’t like to get high (and for what its worth I don’t really enjoy getting drunk either), end of story. I’m not going to be ‘healthier’ if I indulge in some chemically indiced stupor, espescially if its one I’d rather not partake in. I can relax sans pot just fine. Perhaps I enjoy being wound tight. Perhaps thats just me.

The most annoying part is that to me its not a big deal, but by making it an issue of importance and debate it forces me to defend and reinforce my stance. It’s not like I have a ‘no pot evereverever’ policy. I have smoked a fair amount of it in the past, and I’m not against the idea of it sometime in the future.

Besides, I have my own vices:

a) My computer
b) Books
c) Technology
d) Music (both listening and playing)

Anyway, thats my rant. Not a big deal really, just irked me.