I'm feeling so stressed out that last night I had my second dream in two weeks about buying myself a pack of cigarettes and smoking (I haven't smoked in two and a half years). I was never a heavy smoker, a pack could last me a month, and I never inhaled, just puffed on it. Liked cigars occasionally too, and I do miss those but am reluctant to have even one...

Mostly I would smoke when I went to the stripclubs, but after Mayor Bloomberg outlawed smoking in bars, couldn't do that anymore. I think the loss of smoking made the stripclubs less enjoyable, to be honest...a cigarette or two was relaxing...and yes, I know it's a bad habit...

Hung out at Columbus Circle today when I took a break from my work, enjoyed the scenery. Some nice looking girls, although I saw a few wearing some ugly flip-flops that had weird ankle doohickeys on them. I'll never understand why women like to wear flip-flops on the street...does it make them feel more down-to-earth or something? In my opinion, a fashion suitable only for the beach.

Why do women wear short skirts and then spend so much time pulling them down? Didn't they know they'd ride up when they put them on? Don't they want them to ride up? Or maybe they only want Johnny Depp or George Clooney looking at them when their hems are inching skyward...not the likes of a Sir Cranky.