So far, so good. Lung-ular intake reaching maximum oxygenation. Nicotinal invasion subsiding. If I can muster the troops to rally for another couple of weeks, the couphing riots may back off.
I've gained five pounds in a week. I'm so fucking fat now, I say with a wink.
Ah the whole no smoking bit. Well, I know advise from a smoker doesn't help, but I will say it anyway.
I have had to quit smoking before, not because I wanted to, but because I couldn't afford it. The key to those times were thinking that it was me vs. the cigarette, who was goina win.
Keep in mind I started back up cause I enjoyed smoking, not cause I truely wanted to quit forever.
Who knows, that might be a little help winning the individual battles.
"[On love:] I have no respect for anyone who says they've given up, or that they're not looking or that they're tired. That is to abrogate one's responsibility as a human being."