leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- equality now I resent smokers. When work, or play, or life becomes too much, you simply step outside and light up. Granted you'll all die painful deaths, but we're all dying as we speak anyway. You, me, and the next guy...we're all decomposing right now. So who cares what method you use to speed the process. But I do resent smokers. People like me may wrinkle our noses at you, but your brotherhood is huge and cosseted and your addictions are indulged. When my day sucks, I can't very well pop happy pills at my desk or shoot Heroin in the parking lot. Alcohol in the coffee mug at work...frowned upon. Blunt dispensers in the bars...not likely. (Unless you count the smirking fellow with the cap on backwards.) And you look really cool when you gesture with your hands. I look like I've had too much sugar. 12:00 p.m. - June 03, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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