Choices

There always seem to be another excuse to smoke pot. No matter how often I consider quitting or least taking a hiatus from the drug of choice, I can never really seem to go more than a few days without someone offering or being in a situation where I really can't think of a legitimate reason to turn it down. Unfortunately, these "situations" usually involve a member of the softer sex profferring me the bowl. And for some reason, the thought process that goes through my head during this offering is that if I accept the marajuana, then this woman will, at some point, have sex with me and therefore turning down the marajuana would be like me turning down sex. I don't think that I could live with the knowlegde that I may have lost out on a chance to get my dick wet just because I thought I might improve upon my life by temporarily giving up smoking pot. My miserable, pathetic existance won't allow for such a frivolous and inappropriate display of decision making.