Jenka Potente's meandering mind.

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Tag: Smoking

Knowing your neighbor

by jenkapotente


A lovely night.  The air was crisp and frigid, but inside it was warm.

I vaguely remember making obligatory initial greetings, but my first solid memory of the night was in the bathroom.  We enclosed ourselves within the small room and began on a long, complex, intellectual wave train of idea after idea after elaboration and interruption, after clarification and expansion–all as the smoke dissipated.

I found myself continuously thinking in terms of and bringing the conversation back to culture(macro/micro), society, religion, biology, evolution, comparison, and the individual.  Academia is a major influence in how I conceive ideas and how I view the world.  Ideas or theories from classes filter out the world(s) I take in.  This could be a strength or weakness.  I am working on sharpening/focusing my critical lense so that I may navigate through the strengths and weaknesses better.

I really missed talking to my peers.  It’s really amazing to be close to others and reach out for a group hug.

I was planning on continuing the story later, but I’ve decided what I would say here wouldn’t capture what happened in  a way that would do it justice.  So I end here.

Warning: Airhead Ahead

by jenkapotente

I’ve been smoking more.

 I think it’s nerves.  I went through 2 packs in about 10 days.  So, one pack in 5 days.  So, 4 cigarettes a day.  I’m slowly killing myself.

 HELP (Not now, later)

These Parliaments suck.  The store I stopped at didn’t have Camels.  Not even one pack.  Nada! Isn’t that ABSURD?

Since I’d never resort to Malboro(Ok, maybe in the past), I went for the Pfunks that I smoked casually onceuponatime.  They suck.  I should have picked up a BOLD back.  I have to sucksucksuck to still not get anything out of it.  And, the first pfunk I lit burned a hideous hole onto my driver’s side visor.  Ugh!  My baby’s blemished =[  Someone fix it!  I have thought about sticking a Batman bandaid over it to hide it.  Seems cute, right?  But once my dad sees it he’ll know and raise HELL. 

 *SOb*