Tis that time of year again, when my allergies are in full bloom and I celebrate the memory of the days when I purposefully made them worse by sucking down carcinogens. It's now been seven whole years since I touched a cigarette, and it's gotten to the point where I don't even think about having been a smoker any more - indeed it seems strange to me, an echo from another person. My many past lives!
This annual post was what I was cryptically referring to in that "Hugh Dancy is smoking in bed" post I did this morning, in case that wasn't clear. In case you're new to this - every year we post a gallery of pictures of hot dudes smoking to commemorate the anniversary of my quitting. You can see Year 1 right here, you can see Year 2 right here, you can see Year 3 right here, you can see Year 4 right here, and you can see Year 5 right here, and you can see Year 6 right here.