It all goes up in smoke...

Okay, one more... so, over the last few weeks I've been smoking cigars (only little ones, like the length of a cigarette) left right and centre. It started with buying a tin with the intention of having one 'when I get a job', then it was because I had an interview, a hard day, it's the weekend, i'm leaving my old job, i've started my new one, any reason really. ME and Erika have had arguments over it with her saying I'll get addicted to smoking again and me (quite wrongly) claiming that that wasn't going to happen. Yet it is, and I've ben having that every day. So the remainder of the tin went into the bin tonight, when Erika gets in I'll have to tell she was right, and that'll be the end of my smoking (well, until there's something to celebrate...) ha! Really, no, I just like smoking too much, it's just not going to work. Pah.