It’s kind of weird it took my so long because I’ve never had a lack of access for 25 years or so—and I never had anything against them. I just never tried them.
It was about 6pm or so, and I had some with my wife—me about 10mg, her 15. She had more than me because her tolerance to THC is significantly higher than mine—two bong hits and I’m really messed up, with her she barely feels it. I also smoke way more than she does, she dabbles once or twice a year, I use it much more (let’s just say).
Half an hour - I was beginning to feel it, my wife felt nothing yet.
1 hour - we went shopping around 7pm, and it was still very mild feeling very mild. At the one hour mark, I was getting the “everyone knows I had edibles” feeling by this point and time stretching.My wife said she wasn’t feeling it, but was getting giggly and joking about stuff; and when I pointed this out to her she realized she was feeling it.
1 hour 25 minutes - it starts ripping into me, this is when things really took off, and I went from maybe 6-7% to about 60-70% in a very short period. It might be that I was much more high earlier, but it was clicking in later. It was around this time I started eating. I ate a peach, and then went for some water and came back with another peach, this happened about 4-5 times through the night. I kept eating peaches. Other than that, I mixed some hot salsa with chopped habanero and Schezuan chutney, used it as dip for regular chips, and it was shockingly delicious. My stomach felt like ice at the end of the night though.
2 hours - this is probably where I hit 95-100%, around 9pm. I was much more high than I thought I’d get. My wife was mildly high around this time. Extreme time stretching. I was still eating for what felt like hours. We finished our first film—leftover of Romy and Michele’s High School reunion which we started watching after we got into The Dropout - the story about disgraced Theranos CEO Elizabeth Holmes… who we’d mock (all in fun) with Mira Sorvino’s Romy/surfer accent.
2.5 hours (but it felt like 2-3 hours instead of half, around 8:30) - is probably around the time when I started to come down.
3 hours to 6 hours - was still high, and the come down was far more consistent than the way up… the way up felt like a bell curve, but the way down was more like a shallow ski slope. We watched Deadpool 2 during this time. I had some Jolly Rancher hard candies, and they lasted for what felt like a half hour each… not a good thing for me as I was constantly a thinking “I could choke!” Even though I almost certainly wouldn’t—I bring this up more because it’s not necessarily pleasant… even though the flavours were unreal.
6 hours - Midnight to 12:30, I fell asleep, this is WAY earlier than I usually go to sleep, and my wife - usually we’re up to Dawn and sleep until around noon or later. Mostly because both of us work in the evenings and nights (We both work from home).
I was still not down because I slept about 11 hours (way longer than normal for me) and had very very vivid dreams. One had me back in University, and my professor was angry at me the whole time for being disruptive… for some reason I was spraying the other students with super soakers periodically. I wasn’t dressed for summer at all, though, I was wearing a three piece business suit, and my jacket was a thick leather jacket with dozens of zippers, and my hair was long and spiked/messy in a Sid Vicious sort of way. Also, this dream was ultra vivid—which is common when I’m high… even mildly so.
In the end, I don’t know when I came down completely, but it was some 7-12 hours after I first ate the edibles. My wife was high, too, she just didn’t have the same psychoactive effects that I did because she was out like a lamp before me.
Anyway, that’s edibles. They last way longer than smoking, they are more powerful than you’d think, and the peak period is probably a little shorter—but not much. None of the other effects I mentioned are too different, I always get severe time stretching (weed at a party means a 2-3 hours party, for me, feels anywhere between 5 and 20 hours).
Today, I’m going to try a 1mg mint, which is 1/10th what I had yesterday. I likely won’t do 10mg again as it was a bit much for me, maybe 5-7 on days off… and it’s really cheap for that amount, like 2-3 bucks.
It was about 6pm or so, and I had some with my wife—me about 10mg, her 15. She had more than me because her tolerance to THC is significantly higher than mine—two bong hits and I’m really messed up, with her she barely feels it. I also smoke way more than she does, she dabbles once or twice a year, I use it much more (let’s just say).
Half an hour - I was beginning to feel it, my wife felt nothing yet.
1 hour - we went shopping around 7pm, and it was still very mild feeling very mild. At the one hour mark, I was getting the “everyone knows I had edibles” feeling by this point and time stretching.My wife said she wasn’t feeling it, but was getting giggly and joking about stuff; and when I pointed this out to her she realized she was feeling it.
1 hour 25 minutes - it starts ripping into me, this is when things really took off, and I went from maybe 6-7% to about 60-70% in a very short period. It might be that I was much more high earlier, but it was clicking in later. It was around this time I started eating. I ate a peach, and then went for some water and came back with another peach, this happened about 4-5 times through the night. I kept eating peaches. Other than that, I mixed some hot salsa with chopped habanero and Schezuan chutney, used it as dip for regular chips, and it was shockingly delicious. My stomach felt like ice at the end of the night though.
2 hours - this is probably where I hit 95-100%, around 9pm. I was much more high than I thought I’d get. My wife was mildly high around this time. Extreme time stretching. I was still eating for what felt like hours. We finished our first film—leftover of Romy and Michele’s High School reunion which we started watching after we got into The Dropout - the story about disgraced Theranos CEO Elizabeth Holmes… who we’d mock (all in fun) with Mira Sorvino’s Romy/surfer accent.
2.5 hours (but it felt like 2-3 hours instead of half, around 8:30) - is probably around the time when I started to come down.
3 hours to 6 hours - was still high, and the come down was far more consistent than the way up… the way up felt like a bell curve, but the way down was more like a shallow ski slope. We watched Deadpool 2 during this time. I had some Jolly Rancher hard candies, and they lasted for what felt like a half hour each… not a good thing for me as I was constantly a thinking “I could choke!” Even though I almost certainly wouldn’t—I bring this up more because it’s not necessarily pleasant… even though the flavours were unreal.
6 hours - Midnight to 12:30, I fell asleep, this is WAY earlier than I usually go to sleep, and my wife - usually we’re up to Dawn and sleep until around noon or later. Mostly because both of us work in the evenings and nights (We both work from home).
I was still not down because I slept about 11 hours (way longer than normal for me) and had very very vivid dreams. One had me back in University, and my professor was angry at me the whole time for being disruptive… for some reason I was spraying the other students with super soakers periodically. I wasn’t dressed for summer at all, though, I was wearing a three piece business suit, and my jacket was a thick leather jacket with dozens of zippers, and my hair was long and spiked/messy in a Sid Vicious sort of way. Also, this dream was ultra vivid—which is common when I’m high… even mildly so.
In the end, I don’t know when I came down completely, but it was some 7-12 hours after I first ate the edibles. My wife was high, too, she just didn’t have the same psychoactive effects that I did because she was out like a lamp before me.
Anyway, that’s edibles. They last way longer than smoking, they are more powerful than you’d think, and the peak period is probably a little shorter—but not much. None of the other effects I mentioned are too different, I always get severe time stretching (weed at a party means a 2-3 hours party, for me, feels anywhere between 5 and 20 hours).
Today, I’m going to try a 1mg mint, which is 1/10th what I had yesterday. I likely won’t do 10mg again as it was a bit much for me, maybe 5-7 on days off… and it’s really cheap for that amount, like 2-3 bucks.
