Quit Smoking

6 months since I’ve quit smoking. It’s pretty cool.

Really?!

I hardly even think about it. Definitely put on some weight. Cooler weather, heartier food and drink will do that though.

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY

Or eighty-five? Something like that.

It hasn’t been terrible recently, but I guess in hindsight it never really was. Quitting smoking is only uncomfortable. It’s not hard, just kind of sucks.

I think I’ve replaced my nicotine addiction with a dependence on alcohol. Which I guess is good that alcohol isn’t a trigger, right? Drinking doesn’t make me want to smoke!

Time to add a new goal to my list!

Everything sucks!

I’ve wanted to smoke so bad these past couple of days. I’m not though.

It’s been kind of tough here the past few days. Not tough like I think I’ll be smoking anytime soon, but tough as in uncomfortable. The weather’s changing and the air’s been crisper at night. It’s been reminding me of hanging outside and smoking with friends is all. Nothing I can’t handle.

Nothing YOU can’t handle either. Stop being a pussy.

For the past few days I’ve only been taking one magic pill. You’re supposed to take two a day, but I just keep forgetting to take the one in the evening. I haven’t noticed anything different about skipping it, so I guess that’s good.

I keep thinking to myself that I’ll be smoking again soon and that quitting is only temporary. Not that I want to grab a pack and smoke em up, but I feel like something’s going to happen and I’m going to pick it back up again.

But honestly (really) I don’t think about smoking that much anymore. It’s kind of scary.

And I disapprove of the new layout of 43things.

Gravy train.