Because right now I have a positively horrible cold, I'm coughing so much I think I might loose a lung soon - and therefore I can't smoke, at all, I can't breathe through my nose, everything I do makes me out of breath and I have flaky piece of popcorn stuck at the back of my throat.
*grumble* doesn't even begin to cover it. It's not even 8 PM, and I'm going to bed now. I'm gonna lie here and think of my new shoes, and my new socks and my new t-shirts. I love New Yorker.
Ah, fuck it. *GRUMBLE GRUMBLE* Achoo.