- Cigarettes. I know it's wrong, but I love them.
- Tea. Dilmah, extra strength. White with two, thanks.
- Dreams. I don't know where I'd be without them.
- Love. Possibly the dangerest narcotic of them all...
- Grinding my teeth. I wish I could stop because I keep giving myself tension headaches.
- Oxygen. I don't know how to kick this habit.
- MySpace. Need I say more?
- Singing loudly in my car when I drive home from work.
- Drumming the backs of the first three fingers on my right hand along any smooth surface that I pass. Did someone say obsessive compulsive?
oct 19 2006 ∞
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