September first, 2009 was the weirdest day of my life, Like an episode of Entourage come to life. It was a quintessential LA day. I decided that I should get my medical marijuana license
The forms I downloaded from the doctors website were lengthy and detailed. Questions about symptoms, medical, history, criminal history, family history were the bulk of the content. I started to look through the list of the ailments that the form implied were treatable with medical marijuana and it started to dawn on me that acquiring the license would not require the intense scrutiny I imagined it would. After all, one of the illnesses inquired about was ADD. Attention deficit disorder? seriously? Who doesn't have that? especially in LA. It dawned on me that perhaps everyone in LA had one of these licenses and the whole county was perpetually stoned. It would explain and awful lot.
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