on smoking
Current mood: contemplative
I am going to admit I love smoking. I've been a smoker for years and I don't see myself giving it up anytime soon.
I was watching Becker (the best show on tv) the other day and he was trying to quit. Someone on the show said they quit three years ago and it was like losing a friend. becker said Friends come and go but cigarettes are always there for you. I said that to Kristin and her response was that friends don't kill you. I said true friends will if you ask nice enough.
I admit I know the danger of smoking. I just don't care. I'm the only one being hurt by it. and some of you bleeding hearts might say "but what about the environment?" Well my little Marlboboros aren't doing nearly as much damage as, say, your car or the factory you work for.
one time Timmy and I were out when we saw one of those public service announcements about the dangers of smoking. we looked at our lit cigs and simultaneously took a drag. then smiled. Smokers share a certain bond. it's like some magical suicide club. not that i advocate suicide but i don't mind taking a few years off my life. Not like I'm gonna live past 30 anyway. I'm gonna get pissed and say the wrong thing to the wrong person and they're gonna kill me. and i'll die regardless.
There's nothing quite like that first cigarette in the morning. or the last one at night. it's soothing. Like a John lee Hooker album. And of course there's just something so right about a smoke with your coffee. I dunno. I love smoking. It's a filthy habit. It's bad for me. but everyone needs a vice rightr? I don't do drugs. my only vice is a mouth like a sailor, of course I really want to be a sailor, a caffiene/niccotine addiction, alcohol...and my temper...but that is usually cooled by a smoke.
Currently listening :
Daisies of the Galaxy
By Eels