That's it. The last straw. I have to move and soon. EVERY NIGHT THIS WEEK THE ENTIRE FIRST FLOOR OF OUR BUILDING HAS REEKED LIKE AN ASHTRAY. I know it is unchristian and all but I HATE smokers. They have to be the world's most annoying inhabitants. It's bad enough I have to smell it in the hall but tonight it's creeping in around the door and now the living room is starting to reek. Opening the balcony slider doesn't help either because within about 30 minutes of doing so the guy two floors up steps out on his balcony and lights the world's cheapest cigar. I HATE LIVING HERE! GRRR!
It would be bad enough if it was just a bad smell, that could be covered up with candles, air fresheners, etc. But I happen to be allergic to cigarette smoke so as I type this I'm sneezing, my eyes are starting to itch, and soon my throat will be raw and if I'm really really lucky swollen too.
I would trade the stinky smoking person for the smelly Asian family in a second if I didn't know they also came with roaches.
Okay, I'm off to scrounge around for a claritin in the hall closet and then bake my birthday cake I finally bought for myself. I need to be in a better mood for BSG viewing.
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