When I was using, the Fourth of July was just another excuse to get wasted.  We set the scene with bottles of vodka, mixers, ice, mismatched cups, and a pack of three Swisher Sweet grape cigars, a whole lot of weed, and some junk food.  It was one of those nights when my apartment was filled with people I knew and some people I barely knew.  A few friends from college, my best friend from … Read entire article »