Courier New ~font~.. oh my
(Composing elsewhere because the ol' os is a bit frozen. Go figure..)
My problem? I am breathing too well. That's not the whole problem, oh no. Just compounds things.. things! Too much going on. Too much oxygen!
I pace, and breathe; breathe and pace.
I NEED A CIGARETTE!
No, not NEED.
Yes.. need.
Shut up brain!
Whoa!!!
Yesterday, I could have bitten the heads off several cute kittens. I could have
sauteed and slurped hummingbird wings, or clubbed baby seals.
Think I'm kidding?
I snapped several times, towards my girlfriend, my ex-girlfriend,
my Mother, Emily Holleman, the dude at AT&T that drew the shit straw of the
day, answering MY CALL (18 bucks for a new phone? YOU PUKE!).. others too.
Each time, it's harder to quit..
but..
... there may never be a next time.
I hurt so terribly, could feel self-imposed death creeping on me.
Cigs, I always figured, plus alcohol, were my insurance policy
against... living too long. It would be easier to just die, right?
Don't want to be cared for, ya know?
Damnet though, I had to... HAD TO... stop.
I do, in fact, have a few reasons to live.
Twelve days now.. I have the patches, yes, but the urge to order cigarettes at the quiktrip counter is overwhelming.
Not a whole pack? NO! Bum one cig off the next desperate housewife to walk out of the QT door with a carton!
Genius!
Fuck...


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But lately...the economy or lack of it and the holidays and the family member dying of cancer.....
I've been thinking about bumming one.
Good on you. Stay away.
i smoked from 17 to 50 and smoked a lot, a compulsive type A, serious smoker. i never *ever* thought i could quit, but i did. my brother is dying of throat cancer from smoking. my dad died from the same thing. don't do it, brother.
Here is your word:
Luke.
p.s. Zyban was my secret weapon.
"Oh, look! Double smoke rings! How cool! Bet Trig would just LOVE one of these!"
I'm cracking.
Thank you my friends
Jaime... muah
aka.. damn'.. DAMN
femme~
good daughter.. I remember
mimetalker, true
LL, been there donethat.. hope it sticks.
never lost my mind like this
\scarlett i have that anger, always have... it's insanity
rita my harem girl.. I smell divine... right! (better at least)
Blessings
I mean, HI AMY!
Yeah, toss the butt this way..
It's really strange though. As much as I want to smoke, I just...can't.
Tobacco that is.. one thing at a time :D
It takes endurance to be a long term smoker. I feel.... I'm failing
greenheron... I will have, easily, foty a week up! Would you consider drawing my driftwood?
(Every morning when I wake up I say a little prayer: Thank you God for not making me a smoker...)
Of course now there's no way you're not gonna read it ha ha ha.
You can kick the cigs. My grandmother and 3 of her husbands died from smoking and my sister is on her way. She now has COPD and glaucoma; her kids get to watch her deteriorate from a voluntary habit. Not fair to them.
Quitting anything is hell. ~r
P.S. I liked Oryoki's tip about the bait and switch with Vit C, except I used ice cream and within weeks was addicted to a big honking bowl of hot fudge sundae after dinner every night, and don't even want to tell what would happen when the ice cream truck would come down the street during the day. So embarrassing.
The last time I quit (which WILL be the last time) I did it because I had had enough. I knew if I didn't stop it would eventually kill me; who knows how many years I've lost because I wasn't smart enough to figure it out sooner.
YOU CAN STAY OFF THEM. You have to WANT to stay away though. It is just like being an alcoholic; one drink is all it takes to fall, and one puff is all it will take. You want to play with your grandkids? Sure you do.
You can do it, guy. One day at a time. That's how you do it. Get up and say, "I will NOT smoke today."
Then stick to your guns.
Well, you know what I mean. ;-D
that's my 'positive note' for the day.
i feel for you, i really do. i'm rolling mine now and worry i'll be turned in to authorities for smoking pot. but, i'm smoking way less. and getting pretty good at rolling as well.
i'm making this habit as miserable and painful as possible, so i finally kick it. best of luck to you.
So THAT explains it!
You are totally P-Whipped! "Non-smoking Jenny" told you to quit and you just put your chin on your chest and mumbled "yes'um".
Pitiful, Trig... Just pitiful!
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HEY! Maybe if you ask her real nicely and take her shopping when you get to Arkansas, she'll let you have your balls back. :rolleyes:
**pictures Trig fetching white white then sitting at Jenny's feet while gazing up at her as she knits**