I got reamed out by my husband and my therapist today for smoking two packs a day for the last month.
It did not go well.
In fact, it made me want to smoke while I was getting reamed out.
I know, I know...IT'S BAD FOR YOU AND WILL KILL YOU.
The problem is that it's not enough of a deterrent some days. It's a thought of relief.
I am going to get a prescription for the Nicotrol inhaler next week, but until then, I am going to puff away and love every second of it.
And everyone who doesnt like it can suck my balls.
At this junction of my life, I DESERVE CIGARETTES. Much like I deserve Valium.
Why did I start smoking? I was an idiot.
Why do I keep smoking?
1. To avoid risk of murdering someone.
2. Because it gives me something to do with my mouth and hands.
A. Which eliminates the need/desire/impulse to do any of the following:
a.Give random blowjobs
c.Tell people what I REALLY think of them.
B. Avoid exercising.
3. To not abuse alcohol.
4. To not become a pothead.
5. To not sell my children to the highest bidder.
6. To tolerate long phone conversations with uninteresting people.
I think that's enough to make my point.