This doesn't mean I dislike a person who smokes. Most of my friends smoke. I think I've heard every single justification they've tried to offer me as why do they smoke and - sorry - I don't buy a single one of them.
I swear to God that if it were up to me, I'd take down the whole cigarette industry and tear every last cancer stick to pieces.
Okay, but to different matters now.
You know those days when you look at the mirror and go "no"? Those days when you feel kind of icky, hair doesn't do what you want it to do, make up looks wrong and every single piece of clothing you own just makes you want to cry?
I'm not going to spend my day sulking and being upset.
And it worked! I'm amazed.
So now I'm sitting in front of my computer, fresh out of a shower I took to wash the murkiness away. My hair smells nice, I'm wearing the most comfortable clothes I could get my hands on (this combo is hideous. Trust me.) and my apartment is starting to smell like pumpkin spice because of this wonderful little candle I'm burning.
I was supposed to go out and do some serious Christmas shopping today but decided against it, mostly because the tundrapocalypse is still having a party of its own. I don't mind it mostly.
I slept a good eight hours last night and I've been sleeping fairly well lately anyway, but gosh darn it, I'm freaking tired. I can't help it. I'm fighting the urge to take a nap right now, too. (Mainly because my hair is still wet and I don't want it to dry in a weird way)
Now I think I'm going to play mahjong until my hair is dry and then maybe eat something.