Do I 86 the 420?

So Jason is a total pothead. He loves his weed like Ariel loves Devil Dogs. In the morning, I strap on my Starbucks I.V. while he takes a bong hit. At night, I come home from work and crack open a Zima while he rolls off the couch and rolls a fattie. I know, I know, we are soooo cute! Anyway, while it may be obvious to even a doorknob that Jason is not exactly life-partner material, he ROCKS in bed. As in rock-hard. For a very, verrry sweet long time. And he claims it's because of the pot. "Dude--" (That's his pet name for me, 'Dude'. And everyone else.) "Dude--this shit is so rad, I can go for HOURS." And he does. And I don't believe I've ever known Jason NOT to be stoned, so I can't really put that claim to the test. So what's a single, really should-get-married-someday-soon, insanely horny gal to do?