I'm finishing up a bottle of the most expensive wine I ever bought. Idiot. I regretted the purchase as soon as I picked the damn thing up. Idiot. But it's a good wine, at least.
Since I was already being so irresponsible, financially and otherwise, I headed outside for a cigar. What the hell. Start the new year off right, right? It was freezing, but I had a lantern with me. Yes, I was smoking a cigar outdoors, in -10 degree weather, in sweats, and holding an oil lantern. Classic. Timeless. And manly like nothing else.
Because there's nothing so sexy as reeking of oil, cigars, and good cheer.