Be you of English-speaking origin, I offer a hello. I, for lack of a more graceful way to say this, am a marijuana plant. My growth has reached a level where technology is, apparently, available to things with leaves and stems, such as myself. As far as I can tell, my best friends are red velvit mites and some guy who smokes the dried remains of what could very well be a relative of mine. This is done, however, with some reverence, so I don't really mind all that much. Besides, I never met them.