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so i am almost at the end of my fourth full day of not smoking. and i don't think i am going to go crazy. tomorrow though will be my first day of not smoking while not on the patch as i have had to discontinue the use of patches be'cos they make me vomit. we'll see.
i called into work today. i knew i could get there okay but i didn't know about getting home. i get on the highway a mile from work and off of it a mile from home and between those two points is a twenty-five mile stretch of highway. a twenty-five mile stretch of bridges. yea. so i'll be damned if i am going to risk my life to sit at work and be harrassed and smell stench all evening (be'cos my sense of smell is coming back!) even if it means i will miss out on drunk old men giving me money and then giving me money again be'cos they forgot they already gave me money. my boss left for a cruise today and won't be back until the twenty-fourth. alex just took a two and a half week vacation. i had to work christmas eve. i am not going to feel bad about calling in two days in a row so that i might not die.
it's funny that churches are closing tomorrow morning but not the bars or the horse tracks or the strip clubs. people get addicted and the people who make money know that the addicts will risk life and limb to get to their fix. it's sick. people don't care how they make their money just that they do.
it is funnier that the one january resolution i made that i am sticking to is the one i thought i would fail the most horribly at. though i suppose making myself more healthy is being better to myself. i haven't done x drug since august; june; march; january. i am getting closer to being healthy on the inside. i may start to drink more be'cos i learned from my partner how to drink beer correctly but who needs a liver right?
i called into work today. i knew i could get there okay but i didn't know about getting home. i get on the highway a mile from work and off of it a mile from home and between those two points is a twenty-five mile stretch of highway. a twenty-five mile stretch of bridges. yea. so i'll be damned if i am going to risk my life to sit at work and be harrassed and smell stench all evening (be'cos my sense of smell is coming back!) even if it means i will miss out on drunk old men giving me money and then giving me money again be'cos they forgot they already gave me money. my boss left for a cruise today and won't be back until the twenty-fourth. alex just took a two and a half week vacation. i had to work christmas eve. i am not going to feel bad about calling in two days in a row so that i might not die.
it's funny that churches are closing tomorrow morning but not the bars or the horse tracks or the strip clubs. people get addicted and the people who make money know that the addicts will risk life and limb to get to their fix. it's sick. people don't care how they make their money just that they do.
it is funnier that the one january resolution i made that i am sticking to is the one i thought i would fail the most horribly at. though i suppose making myself more healthy is being better to myself. i haven't done x drug since august; june; march; january. i am getting closer to being healthy on the inside. i may start to drink more be'cos i learned from my partner how to drink beer correctly but who needs a liver right?