Shakes

Anyone who tells you that nicotine isn’t addictive should be promptly stabbed in the face. Have them stop on by my house right about now: I’m pretty sure I’d have fun ripping their limbs clean off. The tension in my body is nearly unbearable, even with a patch on. Half of today was spent in conversation with myself. ``You don’t need a cigarette. This is the healthy thing to do. You can make it.''

Last night, I didn’t go to sleep until about 3:30, evening being the time when I used to smoke most frequently. But I got a bunch of good reading done, and my room is nice and clean.

Tonight, I’ll probably have time to keep up with Rob and his copious blogging.