This is my first foray into the blogosphere. It will be poignant, relevant, and...I'm full of shit.
It is a longer story for a longer time, but a brief version prefaces the dilemma I face. I am currently in a program that includes random drug testing. Thus, I am unable to indulge in black tar heroin, crack [whores], cannabis (indica and sativa strains!), and alcohol. As a result, I have had to become creative in finding new permissible self-destructive vices.
Speaking of which, I bought a hookah the other day. As with any new purchase, my shiny, black, new tobacco water pipe is delightfully novel. So, as I sit here listening to Futurehead's self-titled album, and chatting on AIM...I succumbed to my prominently displayed, enticing new vice.
So, after lighting the coal and packing the molasses drenched apple flavoured tobacco into my new 'bowl'...I am sitting here, alone, smoking. Puff after puff, I become increasingly dizzy. Dizzy with self-doubt. Smoking hookah by myself? Exactly how shameful is this? I will cease and desist and ponder this inquiry. Good night.
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There's nothing shameful about smoking by yourself--I do it all the time.
ReplyDeleteattaboy fanch panch. way to get back in the game.
ReplyDeleteHarold, you should be ashamed of yourself. After all, smoking by yourself is shameful -- I do it all the time, and I am the black sheep of the family.
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