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Smoke about 12 a day. It makes me feel like a big man.
unless I'm drinking, when all hell breaks loose
Although was down in London recently and hanging about with my pal who doesn't smoke at all and I didn't smoke once.
That being said, on occasion when the drink is pouring down I can smoke lots, and if I'm taking drugs I often smoke fucking loads.
Top it up with a little md in the evening and a few grams of coke at the weekend with whatever else is available. Got some valium on the go at the moment and had a fifth of vodka. Dare me to drive?
Both parents smoke, so it never had much coolness appeal.
From about 10 when I started smoking regularly as opposed to socially about 6 years ago.
One on lunch break, one after leaving work and one before I go to bed.
It costs so little now and doesn't have any noticeable effect on my health, so I have no real urge to give up entirely, just try and gradually cut down innit.
which is annoying. I used to have a routine where I bought a pack a day but now I'm out of kilter and running out all times of the day.
I work on the 16th floor of a building with crap lifts and so it takes ages to go out for one. A smoking buddy convinced me we might as well have 2 or 3 whilst we're down there to make the journey worthwhile. Still go out as frequently though.
£63 a week
£252 a month
£3276 a year
but since it became really frowned upon and anti-social I've started a 20 a day habit. Fuck 'em.
1 a day when at home (unless I'm at the pub, in which case I'll have up to 10).
My parents don't know I smoke which makes it harder for me to smoke at home, which is probably a good thing anyway. I live in a village and go out for 'walks' at least once a day. They hate smoking.
I'm also on holiday with them and haven't been able to smoke at all since arriving. There isn't even a window in my bedroom which sucks. Out the window is where I usually do it.
Also, I can't visualise a bedroom without a window. Please describe it or take a picture. Are you Harry Potter in a cupboard under the stairs?
I usually go for the walks when he's at work (mum works at home, she does know tbf)
I'm in a narrow mid-terrace apartment and there are only windows in the front and back of the apartment. Unfortunately my room is in neither.
and it's in Amsterdam of all places...
to 30. However, I'd go through more than 20 if at a pub and was there for an average four-five pints. I then got scared of dying of it when turning 30 and gave up. I'm glad I did but I still very occasionally miss a cigarette with a pint or a coffee. I'm 38 now (,39 next week).
spent my dinner money on fags, I could probably have got through ten a day back then in the summer, but could have zero if I was on a family holiday. I could get served in few places. By University I was easily getting through 20 Regal a day. Wasn't too bad when it was £3 a pack, but when it started pushing a fiver and I was buying packs of 200 on a regular basis I took a step back and wondered what on earth the point was. I felt amazing when I quit, but managed to get back on them after smoking a load of weed. Again ploughing through 20 packs like no one's business. So quit again for good and haven't even had a sniff since. When you quit you realise how utterly futile and expensive it is. I felt like I had a permanent cold, I was always anxious and craving a fag. Now I probably drink more than I should though, but at least that gets you pissed.
One Lucky Strike (at a party when I was 18)
Probably about a dozen puffs of weed (same age)
Usually means smoking loads when drunk, couple at random times when I happen to have an unfinished pack. Quite enjoy not being remotely addicted though and going a few weeks without one and not noticing in the slightest.
Same for joints tbh.
and then smoke everyday for a couple of weeks then stop. Depends on my mood. Never more than a handful a day.
which is the longest I've gone without one since I was 19. Efags are working a treat for me, even though they are a right pain in the arse to maintain. Love being a robot smoker from the future though.
and occasionally have a fag with a coffee or something. I'm not a daily smoker any ore though, although I probably make up for it with the drunken smoking tbh tbf
seriously, it can escalate from "only when I'm drinking" to always when you are drinking, to when you have a coffee, to waiting for the bus then it is making excuses to stand outside in a snowstorm to have a cheeky fag.
so for me it's kond of gone the other way. But I do smoke loads every time I drink, have done for years.
none now. I genuinely, even on 10 a day (rollies, with filter) felt health side effects such as difficult breathing and stuff. Decided it wasn't good for me. Plus the fact fewer and fewer friends smoked so it just started to become awkward and antisocial. If I was back home up north, where every fucker I know seems to smoke and it's accepted, I doubt I would have stopped so easily.
Both my and my missus parents didn't used to know we smoked (apparently). But it becomes so obvious how much it smells to non-smokers after you've quit for a while. I can only think they knew all along or the fact that one in each couple smoked meant they couldn't tell.
I know this when my missus comes home after having had a cheeky fag somewhere (she'll probably never really quit). You just can't fool an ex-smoker, especially if they are used to covering their tracks. There's the smell, the yellow fingers, the odd behaviour ("I'm going to the shop for some chocolate" on a freezing wet November evening at 10pm, for the 3rd time that week), the smell lingering in the car etc...
Told him how many I smoked a day and he kept saying "so, how many do you REALLY smoke a day", and I kept telling him how many. At the end of the appointment, he said I wasn't being honest about how many I smoked (which was about 15 a day at the time) and gave me patches that were way over the dosage recommended for my level.
Absolutely bizarre experience.
because my first job was a similar situation to that episode of Friends where Rachel's boss goes out for a smoke with the other bitches and she'll be an outcast if she doesn't smoke. So for about 3 years I was smoking all the time at work and nights out but never at home.
Left that job 4 years ago, still like to buy a pouch if I'm on a boozy holiday or festival, but by and large live without it. My only addiction is procrastination.