I think I am gonna get into the Yoga thing; at least, a little -- my son and I had begun last year RIGHT before he injured his hip, effectively putting the kibosh on it. Just a few stretches that I vaguely remembered from this old tape of my daughter's and I felt so *actually good* upon awakening...rather than the usual utter lethargic horror of being drug into consciousness again..also. ENOUGH, ALREADY with the cigarettes, you know?
I gotta cut down. My one coworker was talking about these machines that you can get to roll them yourself..WITH *filters*. I didn't know they came with *filters*..I just thought that you ended up with something that looked like a joint..and smelled twice as bad..but, apparently, no. And at a third of the cost; which is a huge incentive, as well. Also, you can roll a certain amount ahead of time -- thus insuring a limit -- and carry them around in a sleek, pretentious cigarette case like Robert Smith does. Heh. Bonus.
And who knows? If they are 'that nasty', I just may end up quitting.
