At 7pm I open up the Chamber of Secrets (i.e. my walk-in closet, where I smoke; the name goes way back to the Harry Pothead trope from school days, being named for the second book) and smoke a bowl every two hours until I go to bed. Leaves me time to do important or better-not-high things while sober, which I had shirked before (get home, light up). Two hours is about right: it lets you enjoy the whole duration of the high and it's a bigger kick to redose when you're running on empty. Anyway this has bled over to once-compulsive coffee-drinking. Not chancing it with alcohol or tobacco.
Just sharing an exciting new experience. Carry on.