............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.
My pipe is still in my hand. I am angry and disgusted with myself for my failure. Unfortunately, I am, sadly, also relieved as well to still be smoking my pipe.
............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.
About the Author: The Frumpy Professor has a Ph.D. in Zoology with specialization in endocrinology. He is active in both research and teaching. His rather furry-face is salt-and-pepper grey, and he sports wire-rimmed glasses. In addition to pipe-smoking, philosophy, drinking, and writing, he is an avid hunter and fisherman.
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4 Comments:
No point in hating yourself for it.
What BBC said.
Perhaps if your pipe were in your mouth instead of your hand you would be less stressed :)
Jokes aside I strongly relate to your dilemma. I smoke cigars and not pipes but the cycle of strong desire to quit > self deprecation on failure > resigned back into typical usage patterns is extremely familiar to me. Do you also inhale into your lungs? Makes it much more difficult to quit. I wish you the best of luck.
So it goes. I would imagine that god has bigger fish to fry than punishing you for lowering his Lent statistics.
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