you know what i hate?

I was outside smoking right now, and for some reason I started thinking about a former friend of mine that I used to work with at the SWT newspaper. And how it always annoyed the fuck out of me that, when he smoked, he held his cigarette the same way you hold a joint.

You just don't hold them the same way!

There's the way you hold a cig, the way you hold a joint, and the way you hold a cigar. They're all different! You know that episode of Murphy Brown where she points out the three different ways? Right on the fucking mark! Gah!

I don't know why I started thinking about that. And then I started thinking about how, later this year, I can officially say that I've been smoking for more than half of my life. It made me feel bittersweet, like when a Jewish girl is raped by a doctor (oh, Sarah Silverman, how I love thee for that line).