Well, of course it's late for me to be writing. I don't *want* to write.
On the other hand, a wise man once said, "Find out what you don't do well, then don't do it!" So OK... I'm not gonna try quitting smoking for a while again.
I was really doing OK yesterday, other than getting snippy with Karen... and she really hates that. We went out to Sams and got provisions and a coupla new pillows for the water bed... pillows only seem to last for a coupla years, I don't know why that is.
I went to bed early, 'cause it's a lot easier to not smoke when I'm asleep. I slept late for the same reason, but I had some terribly violent dreams.
However, this morning I started off being snippy with Karen. Finally, about 15:00, I said the hell with it, I'm not gonna live this way, even for another day. So, that's that.
What the hell, as long as they can keep reaming my arteries out, what's the big deal, other than the social stigma? And I already get a healthy portion of that anyway from being an atheist.
Life's a bitch, and then, on top of that, death's a bitch too. Very little in the middle, there. No room at all.
OK, now for the good news.
Hmmm.
Well, I'm off for the next two-and-a-half days. And I'm gonna get the computer room cleaned up. This, at least, is within my capacity.