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Oh god, I'm high and it's 10:53 in the morning.

I've smoked pot less than a dozen times in my life, and I'm 58. I just found half a fat joint (do they still call them phatties?) an old friend had left behind after his visit. On a whim, I smoked about half of it. I have client work to do. I have to feed the neighbor's cat. I have a massage appointment in three hours. I have to buy a wedding card for friends getting married tonight at 7. I have to bring beer to the wedding reception. Good lord, I'm going to have to drive in a couple of hours. This was so dumb of me to do. My head is spinning and I have this goofy grin on my face. Poor cat next door...

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