I saw no shooting stars last night, alas! I went out several times after midnight, looking in the sky to the northwest, but nary a glimmer. Most of that was because of the haze and the light from the full moon ( and Mars! Mars is magnificent!) but I couldn't find the desire within my soul to get dressed and go for a ride into the country. I'm just not really that interested in watching a meteor shower just for the meteors, I guess.... There is something that I've been holding back here, something that I'm ashamed about, something that will disappoint my loved ones.... I've started smoking cigars. Yeah, I know. It started that long holiday weekend when I was on call and there was no coverage... I was well worn out, and the opportunity presented itself, and I bought a pack of five Swisher Sweets and I was hooked. A-fucking-gain. I've been pretty much holding it down, but even then... it's always there. And I hate to fight that fight again, dammit... I had it beaten, fair and square, I thought. I thought wrong. I will have to fight that particular fight until I die. A quick change of subject here... Karen and I watched Saving Private Ryan tonight, it was really intense. Enjoyable, and I'm glad that I watched it, but... I've also got Platoon on the shelf. Bad choice, In other news... well, there is no other news. Lazy day, mostly, got hardly anything accomplished. I do feel better since writing about my addiction, though... funny how that works, heh. O'yeah, I'm getting a toothache. Gonna call the dentist first thing in the morning, see what can get done... right now it's not too bad, and the pain is pretty well staved off with Tylenol. I do have several projects for tomorrow, besides seeing the dentist... I'm gonna fix the 'possum problem, for one thing. For another... well, that's quite enough for a day off, I think.
getting those two together like that, heh. Although I really don't know much about Platoon, other than it's a gory movie.