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I do not know why this happens and there is no medical reason for it as far as I know, but the fifth day of nicotine cold turkey is an ABSOLUTE FUCKING BASTARD.

Apart from that I am enjoying myself. Ever so much.

(I'm not. Oh God.)


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Aug. 17th, 2011 09:44 pm (UTC)
I assume this is a bad time to refer you to a previous post where you invoked Ayn Rand in your battle to give up the dread weed? (I'll even dig out the link if it helps?)
I'll get me coat...
Aug. 17th, 2011 09:59 pm (UTC)
I know, I know. Nothing more encouraging than the word of a woman so stupid she thought smoking 'an act of Promethean creativity'.

I'll be fine. It's the fifth day jinx - I've encountered it before and so has Man and my father in law and so many other ex-smokers that I'm convinced it really is a Thing. It's not been that bad until today.
Aug. 17th, 2011 10:31 pm (UTC)
oh I know the feeling. Thing is, if you've done it once you know you can do it again. Just visualise the cover of Atlas Shrugged everytime you want a cigarette. And try not to punch to many people when you do. Or at least make sure they're Tories.
Aug. 18th, 2011 01:42 pm (UTC)
That's another incentive, though - thinking of Tories. Not-smoking is the healthiest and sweetest smelling method of tax avoidance out there. Every time I stave off the craving to go up the Spar shop I'm doing Dave and Gideon out of a tasty chunk of tax. I have to say it feels quite good.
Aug. 17th, 2011 10:22 pm (UTC)
Hang in there, said the man to the cat in the famous picture that started the whole cat-macro thing?
Aug. 18th, 2011 01:42 pm (UTC)
I forgot all about that poster. Like a prehistoric lolcat. How strange.
Aug. 18th, 2011 03:02 pm (UTC)
My best friend, Tom, gave up smoking years ago and tells everyone how awesome it is whenever he gets a chance -- how the world seems brighter and he thinks more clearly and blah blah.

Yet when I quit the world did not suddenly turn into a Disney cartoon with birds landing on my fingers to sing me morning greetings. Tom's brother recently quit and was complaining about the false advertising to their Mom. "Tom LIED! This SUCKS!" Tom was like, "My brother's an asshole," and I said, "Um... no, dude. The world is not a happier, better, brighter place without smoke. I can BREATHE better, yes, and it's $80 more in my pocket each month. But I didn't gain magical IQ points or start sparkling in the sunshine."

Obviously, there are HUGE long-term health benefits, and $80 more a month is not a trivial thing. I'm glad I quit. But... yes. It SUCKS.

{{virtual, supportive, non-invasive hugs}}
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