He's a dick

I lost my job a couple of years ago. 
Money was real tight.  It makes you realize what's important and how to spend (or not spend) money.
I quit drinking.  Seemed like a natural fit.  I didn't have the money to spend on it...so I gave it up.  Hindsight...probably a very good idea.  For a number of reasons. 

With all the extra time I had, I found myself excercising more.  That in turn had me eating very well.  Lots of chicken and veggies.  Little salt and sauces.  At one point I felt bad for serving such bland food to Sterling.  What I had done was...I had quit eating bad food.  So...I lost 40lbs

Feeling better about myself and perhaps for the first time in my life, no longer feeling immortal, I knew I had one more change to make in my life.  I quit smoking.  Cold Turkey.  It has been 7 weeks now and not one cigarette.    I enjoyed smoking.  That was by far the most difficult vice to quit. 

These three things...booze, food and smokes...are wonderful things, in moderation.  (cigarettes aren't but when you have smoked them as long as I did...they're wonderful)  I guess I don't do moderation though. 
The part that pisses me off is this:  God made these things...shouldn't they be good for you?  Shouldn't you be able to have as much of these things as you want with zero reprocussions.  YES.  WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO STOP THESE THINGS.  OTHER PEOPLE GET TO EAT/DRINK/SMOKE.  Not me though. 
On top of all this I read a couple of articles that make no sense and also piss me off.  First, heavy drinkers and moderate drinkers live longer than people that don't drink.  What the fuck!  Second, it takes 8 months for a recent non-smoker to get his/her blood pressure back to normal.  Shit!  I checked my blood pressure the other day and it's true.  It's up 10 points from three months ago.

The point of my rant? 
I want my hair back.  Not back hair.
Why at age 41, am I discovering I'm part native american?
Really...a platypus? 
I want to do whatever I want to my body without fear of it giving out.