The last time I donated for wax at PSA, they were called Brookhollow and weighed their waxes out of mason jars for each patient. At the time, I wasn’t overly impressed with their products, and it has been some time since I’ve tried their extracts again. On a recent trip, I recalled I was running low on concentrate for my pen, so I figured that, while I was there, I should give them another go. This time the wax was pre-weighed and separated in small screw tops on the shelves, as is typical of the times. After probing the names looking for something I recognized, I finally settled on some I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter.
On appearance, the name is clearly appropriate. It was a mostly soft texture that firmed when cooled and a creamy taupe color. It absolutely mimicked a knife full of margarine. If I didn’t know better, I’d try scraping it across some toast.
I found it to have a generic concentrate smell, and even when vaped, it was not very fragrant. I won’t deny there was some lemony pine and even a slight fruit taste, causing me to wonder about it’s genetics. Was it a mixed run of random trim or a deliberate hybrid designated for concentrates? I’d guess the former, as nothing seemed to qualify it as a single, definable strain.
As happens with concentrates, it still hit strong to the head. This is followed by an immediate and rushing release. Watch for expansion of the vapor in the lungs, making for huge, thick clouds of medication. It feels dominantly physical or at least most noticeably so. There are also some cerebral effects, but not much. I woke up one day with a powerful migraine. After I wake n’ baked, I was able to get some clear-headed work done, pain free. It did make me drowsy with red, tired eyes, but I had been short on sleep this week, making it hard to place blame. All in all, it’s a generic wax with generic physical effects. However, at generic prices, the relief is there.
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