Ok, I went back and realized that last monday was supposed to be the beginning of my "get my shit together" plan. Oops. I was thinking it would be stupid to try to do everything at once so maybe I should just start with one thing at a time. [rationalization at it's finest, thankyouverymuch]

Anyway, my point is that I ran out of smokes last night, so I think that it would be a good time to quit. Had 2 on Saturday, had 1 yesterday, and then they were gone. So I'm going to see how long I can go without buying a new pack. So good-bye smokes. It's been a great 10 years or so, but it's time that we end our relationship. I will miss you, our long drives together, all the drinking we did together, the times you were there for me when no one else was. But lately, you haven't been good to me. The cough I have almost everyday, my diminished lung capacity, the wrinkles in my skin (not that bad yet), discolored teeth, the bad smells, you've done me wrong, and we can't be together anymore.

Wow, I could really use a smoke right now. ha ha ha ha [no, I'm totally serious]