I quit smoking yesterday after work. That actually means I ran out of smokes during my lunch run to Taco Bell and I didn't stop on the way home to get more. Then I started thinking that I should just see how long I could go without smoking. I made it through the morning commute. And it nice not to have that icky feeling in my mouth. Good times. I'm not supposed to go to Taco Bell today, but it might have to happen. I should just eat that noodle soup shit I brought in yesterday. I'm going out to lunch tomorrow so that should be a good compromise.