I’ve fought this battle a few times myself. Indeed, I blame my hatred of cigarettes and my youthful inflexibility for the breakup of my first long-term relationship.

Cold and smoky as hell.

I wrote a few days ago about the coldest I’ve ever been in my life, the time I visited a friend during two frigid winter weeks in Belgrade. I also lived about a year in Prague. There is something very sexy about central/eastern European men — maybe it’s a Dracula thing. But oh my, the smoke.

Anyhow, great story.

You inspired me to write about smoking, and I’ve been grinding away at the subject for an hour now. :)

Here’s mine:

Juxtaposeur, technical analyst, process engineer, poet wordsmith, INTJ, Anansi, MBTI certified practitioner & team-builder, certifiable fabulist & Uppity Queer™

Juxtaposeur, technical analyst, process engineer, poet wordsmith, INTJ, Anansi, MBTI certified practitioner & team-builder, certifiable fabulist & Uppity Queer™