Katherine Heigl celebrates Kate Walsh’s divorce by getting obnoxious with hubby Josh Kelley on the red carpet for Marley & Me’s premiere.

They chow down on McDonalds after leaving a fancy party.

Here’s Katherine Heigl enjoying a Big Mac in a dress that probably costs as much as an entire McDonalds franchise.

Katie Heigl is the queen of getting caught smoking by the paparazzi. Or maybe it’s just that she doesn’t care enough to hide it. I kind of give her props for that. Like, at least she’s honest about it.

Anyway, here’s like the 4000th picture of Katherine Heigl smoking at a restaurant in LA.

Me?

I’m almost at FOUR MONTHS SMOKE-FREE, bitches!!!

If I can do it, anyone can. Trust.

Katherine Heigl attends the opening of the Peter Alexander store in LA … with a surprise guest.

Despite promising to quit once again, Katherine Heigl was spotted puffing on a ciggie in Long Beach yesterday.

I feel your pain, Katie!!!

I’m still on the non-smoking wagon, but omifuckinggod you guys last night I had to call Dell tech support — in India — because they were supposed to send me a box to ship my laptop in so they could fix it (yes, we are STILL trying to fix that damn laptop) and the box never came.

So I called them to relay the following information: I did not get the box. Please resend it.

This took HALF AN HOUR.

Seriously the little Indian man was like super duper interested in SOLVING THE MYSTERY of where the box went. I was like “I don’t know where the box is. If I knew where the box was I would not be calling you. I would have put my laptop IN the box and shipped it off to be fixed. See?” And he was like “Our records indicate that the box was left at the door of your apartment” and I was like “That’s basically impossible, since you need a security key to get up to my floor. Packages are always left at the office.” And then we need to discuss for like 10 minutes exactly what kind of security is required to get up to my floor and I’m just like “Jesus fucking Christ, send it again and leave it with the leasing office!” and he’s like, “Yes, we did, we left it at your apartment door” and I’m like, “What part of ‘leasing office’ sounds like ‘apartment door’ to you?” and then he’s back on the details of my complex’s security system and I’m like “OMFG can I please talk to someone who understands the subtleties of the English language???” and he was like “Uh, so you do not know where the box is?” and I’m like “Motherfucker it is a CARDBOARD BOX not a NUCLEAR MISSILE just SEND IT AGAIN.” Seriously I checked my cell phone data afterward and it took us THIRTY-TWO MINUTES to agree that he did, in fact, need to resend a fucking cardboard box. Dell probably spent more money on long-distance fees routing that fucking call to India than it is going to cost them to ship another goddamn cardboard box to my fucking LEASING OFFICE. ZOMG.

Anyway.

That was last night, and I’ve wanted a cigarette SO BAD ever since.

Grrrr.

… smoking, that is, not Grey’s Anatomy, which is what I really want her to quit. Maybe I could start watching that show again if I didn’t have to hear Izzie’s whiny little voice in every other scene.

But, anyway, T.R. Knight tells In Touch that Katie’s quitting, and he’s trying to be supportive. “You have to be ready and find it in yourself,” he says. This isn’t the first time Katie’s said she’s quitting, so we’ll just wait and see. I have to say, though, I must have tried to quit 100 times before it actually stuck. By the end, I was telling my friends, “Oh, I quit smoking!” and they were just like “That’s nice,” like they didn’t care or believe me at all — and understandably so — and that shit just made me want to quit even more.

Meanwhile, the world of cigarette-lovin’ TV docs continues to turn, with ER’s Maura Tierney giving this quote about her smoking to Glamour mag:

“When I can’t have one, I’m fucked. I’ve found myself doing things I’m not proud of, like digging through the trash for a butt. Or smoking through bronchitis . . . During a five-minute break at work, I’ve had to make the decision: Should I pee, or should I smoke? I’ve tried to do both at the same time, and it’s not very satisfying.”

This gives me great pleasure.

I can assure you that I am absolutely not going to turn into the kind of ex-smoker who’s all like, “Ewwwww, you smoke? That’s soooo gross!!! How could you do that to your body????” because nothing fucking annoys me more than those people. Like, “Motherfucker, you quit smoking cigarettes two months ago and currently you’re on your fifth vodka cran and it’s 7 o’clock on a Tuesday and also you just sold me a dime bag, so you need to shut the fuck up right now, okay?”

But I am making a single exception in the case of my much-detested Katie Heigl.

Ewwwwwwwwwww, Katie! That’s sooooooooo gross!!! How could you do that to your body?

HA HA HA HA HA.