Call me a goober but I like to watch the space shuttle launch. There's something about seven million pounds of thrust booting that bmf outta here like a rifle shot that turns my crank. So, I stayed up late to watch it go. Around about midnight I settled in with the NASA channel for my blast off fix. In the interest of my own space exploration, I mixed me up a small batch of rocket fuel to go along for the ride. 36 mg Tobacco, 36 mg Vanilla and 36 mg Chocolate . Uh-huh, pure rocket fuel
Towards the end of the T minus nine minute automatic countdown hold, I fired up my fully loaded 801 cartridge behind a freshly charged triple engine NicoBox and held on tight. Whoa! This is some wicked juice. I was reminded of the time I was 6 years old and swiped a smoke from the neighbor and headed for the woods with a pack of matches. I think it was an unfiltered Tareyton and I think I saw God that day. Little boy-buzzed out hard.
Talk about a throat hit. Vanilla and Tobacco itself @ 24 mg is beautifully harsh but add Chocolate and boost it all up to 36 mg and this thing will make you blow a lung if you're not careful. Normally, I can take about three hits of 36 mg before my head spins. Tonight, in the interest of science and exploration, I was gonna go for the big one.
It's probably a blessing the launch was scrubbed for weather at the resumption of the 9-minute countdown because I was already in orbit. Heh, at least one of us got to launch tonight.
Another day, another dollar. Better luck tomorrow night NASA Discovery. I hope I can get to sleep before then.
Note to self: don't vape riocket fuel late at night.