As you may have read, I have a list of things I want to do before I turn 30 (some things not suitable for the internet have been omitted). It's not so much that I'm afraid of getting old, as I am afraid of no longer being young and able to use my age as an excuse to do stupid things.
In that spirit, last night I smoked for the first time. I am so ridiculously proud of myself. I hardly even coughed! I'm not sure it's an experience I want to repeat, but it wasn't so bad. Now that I'm all tough, I need to ride a motorcycle before the smoky air of coolness dissipates.
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