Well, I'm in a shitty mood. I didn't know what to blog about besides the fact that I'm in a shitty mood, so I sat down to start the ranting and raving. But, before I started typing, I decided to check the mail...well, I'll be damned...if my day didn't do a complete 180!!!
When I opened the mailbox...I saw it immediately. A little red package. I knew what it was and could barely wait to get inside to open it. I sprinted inside...and, I mean, you would have thought I had just received my Little Orphan Annie Secret Society decoder pin or something.
I opened the package and there was this perfect little black velvet box. I opened it as delicately as you would handle a butterfly...that's when I glimpsed my treasure for the first time. My very own, stainless steel, zippo lighter, decoratively etched with guitar strings and pick...straight from the Marlboro man himself!
Now, before you start in with your rendition of "you don't always die from tobacco....sometimes you just lose a lung," let me explain...Jake and I consider ourselves "social smokers." For some reason, when I have a beer in my hand, I have the tendency to light up a fag. I don't know if I'm trying to look cool, or bored..maybe Freud could explain...but, it's what I do. There.
The last pack we bought had this questionairre attached and an offer to receive a free zippo. More than anything in this world, I love free stuff...so, OF COURSE, I went to the website, jumped through some hoops and 2 weeks letter comes the little black box that saved the day!