It's when she's about to light her last cigarette for the night only to discover that her lighter suddenly and inexplicably won't work despite having used it with no problem whatsoever only an hour or two earlier while waxing rhetoric on feet, wood, and linguists with her depraved and depressed buddies, and that there's nary a match in the whole frigging house and she'll be damned if she has to traipse to the nearest 7-Eleven to buy a lighter or a box of matches because it's past frigging 4:30AM and it's raining (though she normally loves the rain) and she can't even resort to rubbing sticks to ignite kindling because she frigging dropped out of the frigging Girl Scouts of the Philippines when she was a frigging kid.I know, I know. You guys are saying this is a blessing in disguise because smoking's bad for me. Yeah, yeah, I KNOW. Now shut up. It doesn't help any.
[End of rant. Taking deep breaths. I am a hollow reed, etc.]
On a positive note, I'm so happy my friend Victor's operation for his broken leg was successful and that he's back home recovering. But they must have fed him some really funny gas in the hospital because he's even more of a smartass than he ever was.
Now, off to bed I stumble.
25 comments:
Although I quit smoking cigarettes a year ago, I understand completely. That would put anyone in a bad temper. You can never have a surplus of lighters either because people steal them. Darn lighter stealers.
OK, I presume electric appliances...you can always (if absolutely desperate) roll a piece of paper tightly and touch it to the hot coil, light cigarette, drop in sink and turn on water....
not like I have ever done that before...
as "lovely" as you are, i'm afraid you won't be getting any sympathy from me on this one. I'm that bad ass kid that used to hide his dad's cigarettes.
okay, shutting up now.
Who wants to go to bed in a bad mood? I hear ya sister!!
;-)
a knight should have rode up and lit your cig
This is like a coffee drinker running out of cream! How do you let this happen?!?!?!?
Yes, I understand completely. I used to smoke, and sometimes when I cannot find the lighter I will be pissed off too.
But anyway, I've quit.
:p
I now understand the hmpf comment. I thought it was you thinking but in fact, it is the sound of suffering. You'll get no sympathy from the TG I'm afraid but I'm with you all the way on this one. [distinguished gentleman and elegant? I'm blushing]
It was the universe telling you that COPD is not an amusement worth inhaling poison for...
Hillel: Haha! Absolutely. Reminds me of a friend who always borrows a lighter but usually fails to return it. Love him, though. Thanks for stopping by.
Bond: Yeah, I know I could've done that. It was just annoying that my lighter quit on me for no reason. :-)
Kiyotoe: Haha! You're a good son.
Michael: Your sense of hearing is so acute. Thanks!
Exile: Alas, no knights here.
Travis: I don't know. :-( It won't happen again. I hope.
Kyels: Good for you. I will too. Someday. :-D
DaddyP: Haha! I'm sorry, I'm afraid I vented most succinctly on your blog.
Scott: I know. Oh, hush. :-)
damn. I feel your pain girl, EVEN THOUGH I don't like cigarettes at all.
I have suffered a serious pang of envy about midnight wisdom-sharing sessions with depraved and depressed. Tell them I'm a-sulking. Oh in fact, Woman Who Blogs, I AM SULKING.
I'm an ex-smoker so I can definitely relate....now stop!
:-)
Peace
Uhm... well...
Smoking is so GROSS - so gross... I´ve abused my toaster, my old electric kitchen stove (the newer model is a ceramic hob - doesn´t work as a lighter), I´ve tried my hair-dryer (NOT GOOD!!!) and I´ve even tried with a crashed electirc bulb (sucks biggest time EVER)
You see.., I can feel your pain ;D
I've switched to matches several months ago. Guitar. No one steals those. And if I run out of matchsticks at home, I stick the cigarette into a burning gas stove.
Do try matches. People will adore you for being original and old-fasioned. ;)
But that doesn't mean your readers don't adore you already. Just how many are telling you to stop smoking? They're concerned.
Cheers! :)
darlin' you need to be in bed at 4:30 am..... sweet dreams
Umm....matchbox?
I totally get it as an ex-smoker. Totally. *huggers*
-N
Mare, fyi, I quit since Monday. Self-preservation, really.
Damayan mo ako. =)
H: Enough of the sulking, sis. You know the Unholy Triumvirate of Pinoy Bloggers adores you and think of you as one of our own.
Odat: Hmmm, not now. Haha! Thanks.
Sanni: Your empathy and your experiences are much appreciated. :-D
Migs: Guitar matches, haha! Cool, cool, cool. I'll get some. But I did love my P15 disposable plastic lighter. Dami pang fluid eh! Sayang.
Nursemyra: I'm usually alive and kicking at 4:30AM. Sigh.
Iz: None last night, a few tonight. :-D
Natalia: Oooo, thanks! Hugs back atcha.
Pare: Really??? Good for you! But we're still sitting outside the café when we have coffee. :-D
Ahahaha! Glad I left all those problems behind years ago, but I won't be some eightysomething church-going daily-confessing-and-rosary-praying Roman Catholic and lecture you on the evils of smoking and drinking, evils that are doubled because you are a female. Susmaryosep, hija!
Teehee.
I used to drive my grandparents crazy by stubbing out their cigarettes when they weren't looking and hiding the packs. But, um, I'll limit myself to just saying sorry for the frustration. (You could always distract yourself with beer.)
Maryanne: Hahaha! That's good. Hindi bagay sa iyo maging manang. *grin*
CS: Hahaha! Thanks for the self-restraint. Another thing to learn in the future: how to drink without smoking.
I don't smoke, but I've been around smokers enough to know how a situation like that could drive you up the wall.
It sure did, but I;m okay now. I think. :-)
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