For the loyal fans (all two of you), I've been ridiculously busy and haven't had a moment to write. But here goes: I'm gonna write a few posts tonight so I can catch y'all up a bit. I ruined my non-smoking business. I succumbed to the pleasures of sweet sweet tobacco.... I know, once a junkie always a junkie, right? Sometimes the pull is just to alluring. What's one girl to do against the conglomerate tobacco companies?
So, my trip to Baton Rouge was a success as far as the copious amounts of alcohol consumed. I feel like I should win some sort of award "Most Dedicated Alcoholic of the Year".... but that's a topic for another blog. A blog for each of my flaws, now there's an idea! Anyway, there is a point to the drunkenness mention, I blame my inebriation for the lack of self control. My girlfriends from the old days both smoked in my presence... that combined with the moral-ruining alcohol levels.... well, I relapsed.
Excuses, excuses... the best friends of addicts, I know, but it's true. In a sober state of mind, I wouldn't touch los cigarillos (cigarettes for all you non-Spanish-speakers...). The lazy, warmish southern nights had me reversing back to a simpler time in my life, albeit a much more smoke-filled time... the memories were awash, as it were. I was weakened by nostalgia and alcohol... Damn them.
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