Since Stephanie quit smoking last year, I used to only smoke in the basement or the bathroom. When I made my feeble attempt earlier this year, and started smoking again, I decided not to subject anyone else to it, and don’t want my damn house smelling like smoke. I have been smoking outside since. One of the things I miss most particularly in the morning is having a cup of coffe, a smoke, and taking a big old healthy dump. Not much better, except perhaps sex.