my own worst enemy.
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Last Friday, I attended the company Christmas party. The night was filled with Magicsing, poker, food, food, food and booze. It was a great chance to get to hang out with my officemates outside the office, and they are simply the best.
(Also, in my avoiding Magicsing, I semi-learned how to play poker. Future strip poker, here I come!)
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I'm in a bit of a quandary. My name is Paolo, and I'm turning out to be a semi-smoker.
I've tried to smoke back in highschool, but it failed to hook me in. This new attempt at restarting the habit came from me buying a pack of Dunhill's for a friend, as a surprise. (To note, this makes me 100% responsible for it.) I ended up taking that pack home, and if you've ever tried smoking, you know that different kinds of cigarettes have a different taste to them, with the accompanying preference from the smoker. Dunhill's 'senses' line is crazy --- they're so goood. From the great packaging and the fact that each stick is hand-made? I feel pretty special lighting those sin-sticks up.
That had been more than a month ago. And dammit, the fact that cigs are everywhere does not help. It's so easy to get ahold of them. I used to pride myself as being "the one who didn't smoke." Used to abhor the habit for the residue, the burnt smell it left your hands, the way it feels like your throat dries up after, and the lightheadedness that follows. So why do I like it?
I feel like Frodo who got the heft of the ring. At first it's just a shiny trinket, but when he gets a taste of it --- he gets hooked. The burden of having cigarettes at home and not smoking them is a long, long walk to Mordor. I fear the I'm starting to crave for it. Especially after meals. I want to be a smoking hobbit after eating a meaty lunch.
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Been sleeping my days off. The last month has been amazing and pretty busy. Yes, it is starting to feel like I put work ahead of anything else, because I do. I've been doing a great job of balancing work and play. And boy, is there a lot of play in there. --
It's the sleep I can't make time for. I'm gonna fix that for next year.
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All in all, it's been a pretty great year. Having done the following: graduate, be unemployed, became a founder of a "group," study all sorts of self-help stuff, met a few interesting people, studied NLP, saw Jaimee after 3 years, been truthful, got a job, and saw someone special 4 1/2 years and 30 pounds later.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
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Advanced Happy Birthday to Nana!
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Last week's also chikins week.