Smokin' Aces

Been on the ciggies for some time now, not likely going to stop any time soon. Is it addiction already? Didn't realize it was that fast. I guess it's just the idea of being able to smoke, the vague implication that I'm grownup enough to do something like that. Parents frown upon it, teachers despise it. But no one thinks it's a big issue when a grownup does it. What would Mum think if she finds out that I've been taking puffs by the roadside, behind bus stops and more elegantly, at a tall table of some gay bar.

Oh, and the gay bar. That would be for another day.

But it relaxes me somehow. When I'm plugged in to my Jazz and smoking a menthol lights, I wished that one stick never ends. Time stops. The night seems even more enchanting. I feel like I'm in a movie, slowly blowing out smoke clouds. Audrey Hepburn smoked, and she did it so elegantly.

Anyway just a quick update: just got back from Seoul and then San Francisco. Did a fair bit of shopping around the cities and is severely broke now. Will need some time to recuperate, especially after getting this hefty little toy - my new iMac. The price to pay for a proper workstation, and that means homemade music on the way. The only thing missing now is my Roland stage piano, which will be expected in April. My Toshiba lappie is dead, so will need to find another way to finish my Web Design assignment (yes Gaboink, I haven't finished it. Spank me!)