So yes, I snapped and bought tobacco for the winter writing season. 14 years and now since I last quit. I'm smoking like Tolkien again. I first started when I was 13. It's one of the more difficult habits to escape. At least no one will want to kiss me now. I step outside occasionally for a puff. I go in the garage when it's really cold. American Spirit tobacco is my favorite because it has less additives and is easier to quit again if I want to. Grandpa used to smoke a pipe and I know quite a few natives who greet the morning with a puff and a song.
This is a video of my new ringtone. It's to assist with the ritual abuse of getting up early in the morning for work. My first job was a paper route. There was nothing more fun than waking up at 3:30am and delivering newspapers in the cold rain and snow. Dad would make me wake up and do the job even though I was ready to sleep in and start my own alternative news source, like a blog. I should have mowed lawns in January at 3:30am, that would have got them up for school.
Hopefully your job doesn't suck. Have a nice day proles. I'm a freelance multimedia author. The pay is negligible but it's my dream gig.
My landlord Huge Demons is a fan of his garbage disposal.
Feel free to hit snooze or return to a natural sleep pattern.
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