Ok, so today I had to admit that I've got a problem. Hugh caught me loading a (pretty big) carton of cigarettes into the supply barrels - for the big wall expedition. I tried to convince him that I use them as an expectorant, but my pleading fell on deaf ears. Its not that I'm a true addict. After all, I didn't start smoking until I was 25, and I had to work my way up through nicotine patches, nose sprays and finally nicotine inhalers before I was ready for the big boys. I know they're bad for me. I know I should stop. I'll do it in the New Year - it might be easier doing it when everyone else is doing it too!
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