smoking stinks

if there's one thing that i hate about when i come to my mom's house it has to be how i smell like smoke every time that i leave her house and i don't even smoke. i make her open the window in the living room every time that she smokes and the curtains filter out the smoke from leaving the apartment, so it totally defeats the purpose of opening the window. if i have her slide open the curtains when the window is open- my cat always finds a way to climb out the window and she's already got pregnant twice when she got outside before. i was lying in bed this morning and i smelled the smoke that penetrated itself in my clothes and skin. all that i can smell right now is smoke, i'm not sure if it's just because of my palate surgery and my palate isn't filtering the smoke or if this place just stinks like smoke. i'll stop complaining about the smoke, complaining on my blog isn't going to get me anywhere but make less of you want to read about what's going on with me. oh well. good bye.