Nothing beats smoking a cigarette at work in my office. It's such a good fucking feeling. Sometimes I wish I grew up in the 70's so I could smoke a cig where ever I wanted. But then I realize I wouldn't have been able to stand everyone else smoking like a chimney all the time. Then I realize I would much rather have grown up in the 80's. I think about the pictures of women in the 70's and 80's an the jeans they used to wear. I have never ever seen anyone today pull of that style of jeans. All except one person. It was hot to say the least. That was like 2 weeks ago. Maybe more. That doesn't matter though. All that matters is I still remember.

I'm thinking about putting the rest of my old blog posts into the archives on here. I read all 2006's posts last night before I went to bed. I'm glad I write. It's definitely interesting to read what I wrote in the past and what was on my mind. A lot of the things that have happened in my life I have completely forgotten about all together. That is why I am glad I write. And this sure as shit isn't a diary. Maybe it might be. But you're fucking reading it.

Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused. And where there's one they're bound to divide it, right in two. And that about sums up human existence. Fucking hug a god damn tree or smoke a fucking joint. Chill the fuck out. We're all going to die anyways. Don't take life too seriously. Don't be stressed out about anything. I don't allow anything to stress me out anymore. I don't care enough about a whole lot of anything to feel any sort of stress. A life free of stress means you'll be a lot healthier. I haven't had the flu in years and I sure as shit haven't contracted much of anything else. I think most of my claims to good health come from the clarity of my mind (hah). Honestly… step back from it all and realize our whole existence is dependent upon our conscious. We chose our happiness and our paths in life. I want to be happy, therefore I am happy. I want to be healthy so I am healthy. Maybe part of it is because I'm a clean freak. I wouldn't even say that. I'm conscious about my cleanliness. I don't leave my toothbrush sitting on the counter and I don't sit on a toilet seat without wiping it down first. Big deal. But as I said, I haven't been sick in a very long time and I don't have anything else going on with my body when there were plenty of chances for there to be things wrong with me.

And I have given up masturbation. I'm on two weeks. I'm not touching myself anymore. And I said nothing beats a cigarette at work. I was wrong. Nothing beats a blow job at work:)