god hates me

so i've been smoking cigarettes since the beginning of time (let's just say i owned the tape-single of "rumpshaker" at the time), and lately I been think I should try and quit. Lung cancer don't sound to crisp to me. So my plan is to give it a shot at the end of January. You know get me some of that Wellbutrin jumpoff and some Nicorette gum and just lock myself in a room with a bottle of dewars. so I was talking and think about this plan a lot yesterday, right, and I think tobacco try to exact it's revenge. so this morning I'm walking to work smoking, holding a newspaper and umbrella. I had my bag on my shoulder and the joint started slipping a bit, so I take my hand with a cigarette in and try and get it back on my shoulder ... All of a sudden my neck is struck with a searing pain, I get my hand on there and somehow the cherry fell on my neck ... Now I have a circular burn on my neck, and the shit fuckin hurts. so to sum up cigarettes are a vengeful god.