Ah, the regional seven-eleven: in no way go below stoned, simply because you WILL end up while in the sweet aisle investigating each of the sugary goodies, 'specially When you have a head fulla Blackberry Kush. I've presently snarffed a roll of Rollos, a Heath bar (or maybe a Skor bar if you wanna be snooty about junk meals), and a few beef jerky.