Yesterday I got a birthday card from Todd's sister in the mail and another from Marlboro. In addition to the birthday greeting there was a coupon for $5 off a carton of Marlboros. No need to fear. Christopher and his friend ripped the card and the coupon from my hands and made a very dramatic point of ripping it all into tiny pieces and throwing it in the trash. They are drama queens I tell ya. Anyway, no smokes for me but damn that's frustrating to have a bad week, a very strong desire to smoke and some marketing bastards trying to lure you right back in. Thank God for kids who know better than we do sometimes.
Can I go back to bed?