Smokers, the most persecuted minority on earth. Even those of us who support bans in bars, etc.
The fun part is the co-vivant having to learn how this household gets fed. He often does the shopping, to a list, but then it's a complete mystery to him how he ends up with a freezer full of carb-counted lunches and supper on the table every night. Not entirely, since he gets to watch me chop veg for two days and then clean up behind me, for the every 2 or 3 week cooking and freezing blitzes, but the mechanics of it escape him. Unfortunately, we were due for a blitz when I broke myself, and the freezer was virtually bare. I believe I will be getting fried cheese sandwiches for lunch, which he apparently remembers how to make.
Tomorrow he goes out for tofu and bok choy, and more cottage cheese and frozen spinach, and brocolli, and whatever else my little fibula desires. Right now, I have to pee, which is a lot more exciting than it sounds, and then get on with all the work I have to finish up before going under the knife ...
on edit too: the whole world is talking about me. 
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