I have a headache from last night and I desperately need some cigarettes. I just smoked the last of them so I'm about to go buy more. It was worth the picture though, don't you think? I heard people at the newspaper business (where I work) saying that I have a reputation for sleeping around and coming late to work smelling like whiskey, but I always get my work done so who cares. I like having the power to do make my own choices. That's what being a flapper is all about anyway, right?