Sleep When You're Dead!

Good morning folks!

So day 4 was a complete shit show!

No but really, it was awful. I drank way to much coffee and it made me sick to my stomach and my heart race and was pretty much having a heart attack. Rational me was like "caffeine and nicotine are both stimulants so if I get rid of nicotine, I should just increase my caffeine intake!"

Yeah right.

The cravings were awful yesterday. Why is it SO easy to just go buy a pack of cigarettes? It's like what they say "Easy to start, hard to quit."

Anyways, at this point in time, all the nicotine should be out of my system. That's good news. It means the worst of the physical withdrawl symptoms are over.

In other news, I'm getting ready to take a road trip to visit family. If you've read previous posts, you know that smoking in the car was one of my favorite places to smoke. Now I won't be able to take a smoke break on the trip, which shall be interesting. I don't know about you, but when I'm driving alone, I get bored and just bide my time by smoking.

I think I will do fine, especially since I'm bringing my cat Harvey-Milk Mustache with me and little Harvey doesn't want any of that second-hand smoke. He's my son and I couldn't do that to him.

Ew.

Alright, time to go pack for this endeavor.

But before I do, if you haven't figured it out already, I'm a big fucking queermo. I mean come on - Harvey Milk-Mustache? So ghey.

See the resemblance?