Pacing Postscripts

I quit smoking last night. Smoked those little cigars until they were gone. Since I really ought to not smoke after the surgery -- to avoid fusion failure, so I hear -- why buy more? So yes, I quit. Fuck you, I hate you all. But I say that with love and grumpiness.


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  2. Hehehehe, I'm a blog administrator.

  3. Maybe you should change your profile pic so you don't think about the cigs!!!


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