Monday, May 24, 2004

I think I may just be the last smoker on the planet...

Atleast, that would be my going therory at the moment. Less and less often do you see people smoking anymore. Be it at restaurants, or outside office buildings, or what not. I wonder if big brother's slander campaign really struck home? Could it be the outragous taxation on what the majority considers a sin? Might it be a government who forces large companies to fund those who advertise against them? Some mighty strange questions in retrospect...

Yes, I really do understand that smoking is unhealthy. Of recent, i've started to notice those signs that every ex-smoker warns you of. The heavied breathing, lil morning cough, once in a while I'll find myself bleeding from the ears. I think that last one might be due to the touch of the plague i've been battling. Either way, my health is waining. Not that I believe i'm not a willful person, but it's difficult to quit smoking, i've tried and all. Actually the longest i've went between cigarettes was that one 72 hour span that i'd spent asleep. I still wonder about that honestly, I mean to what extreme has your body got to go to require that kind of rest? And, how is it possible that my life at that time facilitated that sort of minature vacation?

It's offically five days until the new place. I'm kind of excited, but obviously theres a down side. We lose Davie Boy in the equation, cause he's got to go off and start his adulterated life and all. Come now, does the world really need another teacher? Yeah, it seems sort of selfish, but who else will walk around with their asscrack hanging out almost 17 hours a day? You can't buy that sort of brash disregard for one's erroganous zones, not even on EBay. Although, i did see some Absynthe on there once. The green fairy is known to lead us to a magical place known as county jail. Nothing like a cell mate named Freaknasty Freddie to help us once more place a grip on reality.

This has gotten so horribly off point that I can barely bring myself to hit publish. Although, in retrospect, i'm not sure there was ever really a point to begin with... Which is some how, some way, assuring.

"We can buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom" - Kayne.

-Rys

p.s.- It's infact gotten to that point, where as i'd quoted a rapper, in a written medium no less...

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