I am so freaking done with smoking.
For real this time, I'm actually ready.
Until last night, the last time I'd had a cigarette was three weeks ago. I was headed home after Evil Ex Roommate's baby shower and really wanted one--and was within my self-imposed "knock it off already" deadline of the end of September--so I bought a pack. I smoked one, and the remainder of that pack lolled in my freezer for the following three weeks.
Last night I was meeting some friends for drinks and thought "well hell, I paid $10 for these things, I ought to smoke them!" so I took the pack with me.
I didn't smoke like a chimney as I would have in the past. I think I had about five (though several beers in, it's difficult to keep track).
This morning I woke up with a scratchy throat and a mouth tasting like an ash tray.
I am officially over it.
I threw the rest of the pack in the trash.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Over It
Posted by the frog princess at 10:05 AM
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2 comments:
I'm proud of you. I quit about 4 months ago.
Maybe 5?
Go you! :)
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