Monday, September 04, 2006


this is a picture of the last smoke in the last pack of smokes i buy. i cant do it anymore. no. no. no. if im gonna die its not going to be because of a habit i picked up at 13 while cutting class and trying to look cool enough to get my first blowjob. i would rather chew a ping pong ball sized nicorette blob then continue to surrender my sanity and sense of self preservation to this abysimal passtime. damn it to hell. i need to be in tip top shape if im going to outrun the inevitable riots that are going to occur when the world figures out that we have hit peak global oil. to the forrest, my friends. sharpen your sticks.