So, I recently got life insurance. Yay me, right? Well, not really. See, they do drug tests. They test for all sortsa shit, heroin, marijuana, fuckin' cancer sorta shit, too. I mean, they might as well take your blood and see if your white blood cell count is adequate enough. Leeches, man. Anyways, so I agree to the whole shabang and now I have to give up cigarettes, weed, everything. I'm thinking to myself "I can handle giving up the weed for awhile. I haven't had a t-break in a long time, kid." So that's all good. But the cigarettes? It's not like I have to quit, but better to be safe then sorry. I don't think I could stand it. I've heard of people's addiction stories where they feel like they could crash their Chryslers into the front of a gasstation just to steal some damned cigarettes. I'm not sure I can maintain. That's alright. I have Red Faction.