on the fourteenth day...

It's day fourteen. I haven't gone this long without a cigarette since I started smoking when I was fourteen. That is so unreal... Wow. Just... Wow. Tomorrow will be my two week anniversary of not smoking. I hate when people use anniversary to denote mile markers of weeks or months (even though I just did it) since 'anniversary' means annual, or recurring once a year... Not once a week or month or whatever. So it's not really my two week anniversary. It's two weeks. But it's TWO WHOLE WEEKS!!!!

I am so tired. I worked today, then worked out, came home and showered, ate dinner, went out to see some girlfriends, now home... All I want to do is stay up late and watch TV but I can barely make myself type something out I'm so exhausted. But I did make myself stay awake through Fringe, which I'm so happy about, because that show is the jam! Alternate universes and realities are neat-o stuff. Plus, it's rare to see a sexual tension as grand and long-running as Peter and Olivia. Smokin'! not me.

God I'm so spastic today, even on this. Earlier I was craving a cigarette but I ate nicotine gum instead. I had it in my  mouth and was pushing it down into my gums to 'get' it faster! Who does that besides an addict...especially a nicotine addict. Anyway, the gum rush just made me really hyper and I have been so since. Even though I'm exhausted... I still have the giddy bug. I posted something on facebook about how I wanted to smoke and asked for suggestions. My favorite was from my friend Roland. He wrote "soak yourself in gasoline-that way you know not to light up or you'll explode." HA! Well, I didn't smoke. But not because I soaked myself in gasoline. It's because I prayed and let it pass. I know that's not very exciting. I didn't think so at least. I always want a secret trick that makes things happen immediately without having to do any of the work. Oh well... prayer is a decent secret trick I suppose. Anyhow, goodnight interweb. love you!!!