i was taking a rare smoke break today with a few people between classes (i've successfully scaled my nicotine intake back to 2 or 3 a week, thankfully), when a guy asked if he could borrow a cigarette (it's not "borrowing", it's "having" or "taking", but anyway). being the conscientious carcinogen-sharer that i am, i let him have one. we talked for a few minutes about music, and i asked him if he was in the music program at WSU. that was when it came out that he was a junior in high school. i'd forgotten how big of a deal it was to smoke in high school, and how "cool" and "illegal" it made you. however, i immediately felt like a humongous tool for giving this kid a cigarette. i don't know why; it just bothered me.
in other news, my office wi-fi connection is too damn slow to handle the video feed from the at&t blueroom...so instead of watching DMB live on my computer, i guess i'm actually going to do work.
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