May 18th, 2006



Haven't had a cigarette since roughly 8pm yesterday. Don't want to. I find myself equal parts hyper and haggard, rambling yet concise. It's absolutely bizarre.

Since about 10 this morning, I've been eating. And eating. And eating. I've eaten a pineapple fruit cup, a Salisbury steak T.V. dinner, a piece of apple pie, and I'm currenly nuking a spaghetti and meatballs T.V. dinner.

I have to do this. So I will. But the first few weeks are always the worst. I've tried quitting smoking enough times to know this. You know what they say, though. 734th time's the charm!