quitting smoking
(or: Fuck! Ass!)
Don’t let anyone tell you that quitting smoking is easy.
I spent Sunday, Monday and Tuesday either unable to focus on anything for more than 2 minutes, or drunk to escape that fact. Which is really fun when you’re trying to get work done — and get frustrated when you can’t get work done.
Wednesday was the first day that I could actually plod along and do stuff, and even then it’s still not a cakewalk.
Yesterday still wasn’t so hot.
Today is better, but still not great.
Anyways. I can start to smell things again — thank god I don’t live in SF anymore. ;) I think I’m going to start cooking things a bit more.