Happy New Year! I started off the year with some sort of plague in my throat/lungs. Being the sort of person who tries to find the silver lining, I realized that this is just the nail in the coffin (no pun intended) on my smoking habit. No desire to smoke, and even thinking about lighting up makes my lungs shrivel up and run away screaming. Fun stuff.
Damn, and I set this goal of quitting by the time I was 35. I guess I made it early.
Well, happy New Year, readers! Happy Nude Year, too! May your zoo be clean, your critters behave, and your beds be made of marshmallow love.
