so i wonder the percentage of dilligent bloggers out there who also have "real" jobs? you know, not to insult anyone, but i have just spent all afternoon cruising around, updating today's frustrations, and look at the time! i just cant do anything today. i cant. i refuse. i want a cigarette again. that is the problem here. when i do have cigarettes at work (i usually forid myself to bring them) i am somewhat more productive. realize the smoking thing is a product of the last couple of weeks, and really...ok wait, could this be the correlation...that is the same time i have been super-unproductive! that cant be. translation...i am not quitting smoking over this. cigarette cigarette cigarette

arrghhh. smoking is terrible. i am a slave