Thursday, October 16, 1997 07:38

A useless, ironic gesture.

A sincere but maladroit attempt to do the right thing.

An extension of stupidity.

The beginning of something wonderful.

The end of something terrible.

Fuck, I keep coming back to.... a useless, ironic gesture.

Yeah, I threw my cigarettes and lighter out the window this morning in between coughing fits. It's really hard to smoke and drive and cough and sneeze all at the same time while still maintaining enough breathing to sustain life. I had to stop the truck to throw the stuff out.

It's just not fair. Smoking is cool, and I want to smoke. I want to be cool. However, I'm also fond of breathing, and that hasn't been working worth a damn lately.

And actually, I don't care about being cool. I'll be real cool for a long time after I die, I can wait 'til then. But I do like to breathe.

Breathing is pretty cool, too.

Not breathing is pretty scary. I don't like it. At all.

So, once again, the world is going to be treated to hearing me going through all this shit again, one more time... I hope the last time.