I quit smoking on tuesday, so life is pretty grim. It fills my thoughts, tears at my soul, rips at my skin. I don't give in to the craving because it is such sweet torture. I don't know if I will quit all together, but for now I shall torture myself by not smoking and save a shitload of money. Hell, the amount I was smoking, I should be able to afford a really nice, all expenses paid, 10 day island vacation. Oh, wait a minute, I am in debt up to my eyeballs. Yeah! That's why I'm quitting! So that I can pay off my huge debt load. I guess nine years of post-secondary education can really create quite the debt load. Who'da thunk it?
It is too bad that I will not be able to go to the SuicideGirls Burlesque show when it is in town. Not that it matters much. It is not like I have been very active on this site, or really become part of this community. It is really too bad that I'm a lurker. This site is full of cool people, interesting posts, and cool groups. Hell, maybe this is the start of me becoming more involved...
It is too bad that I will not be able to go to the SuicideGirls Burlesque show when it is in town. Not that it matters much. It is not like I have been very active on this site, or really become part of this community. It is really too bad that I'm a lurker. This site is full of cool people, interesting posts, and cool groups. Hell, maybe this is the start of me becoming more involved...