See these bloody smokers they have no bloody respect for the rest of the world. I stand at the traffic lights and smell their smelly friggen smoke – I walk in the park, smell the grass and the newly fallen leaves – and then I get hit by a blast of bloody smoke.
I was one of those only a few short days ago – and I don’t yet feel like I have escaped it. So maybe a bit too soon to be polemic about the bloody smokers?
I have now been off the dam things since last Thursday – wow nearly a week! But I have managed to apologise to almost everyone I know. I am not known for my easy going take on life – but this week I have been a grumpy bastard. I say things to people on the phone and ten minutes later I am calling them back saying “sorry, I’ve stopped smoking and I lose it sometimes.” So far everyone has been very understanding – but I am sure that will only last for so long.
Today at lunch time I even found myself swearing at the TV, listening to a government minister once again not answering a question, there I am raising my voice to the TV saying “throw her off the program – don’t let her talk shit anymore” – wow, life would be a dam sight more interesting if I stayed like this.
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