This is the cannabis stash that I got that night. It's not the same strain as the one in The Joint (see previous entry). The cannabis in that joint was from my friend's personal stash and as I mentioned, literally floored me with its strength. :) One of my other friends was smoking meth and she thought I had passed out or something and (with good intentions) attempted to get me to smoke some ice, but I said I quit, and I'm just chilling out from the weed.
Fast forward to an hour later, and she was driving me to score. In a haze, I remember getting out of her car, getting into the cannabis dealer's car and er...commerce commenced without any noteworthy setbacks. ;) I stumbled back to her car and got home, stashed the joint (was offered three for the road) and the 10 grams of cannabis I just obtained.
The 10 grams of cannabis was compacted tightly, wrapped with saran wrap, concealed in a plastic baggie and sealed with duct tape ala Malaysian style. Cannabis is a bit of a non-profit drug here due to its bulk-profit ratio and difficult concealment methods due to the distinctive olfactory properties.
I proceeded to break up the large compacted chunk into smaller portions and rolled a joint. It's good - not as good as the stuff I had at my friend's place, but better than the usual cannabis grade I get in Kuching. :)
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