I didn't really plan on quitting. It just sort of sounded like the smart move and I ran out of smokes. And it's been a few weeks since I've had a cigarette and I still desperately want one all the time. ALL THE TIME.
It's good that in general I don't have an addictive personality because I'd be so fucked in the ass if I ever had to quit something more addictive than nicotine. "Gum really helps." No, it doesn't, jackass. It just doesn't.
I'm having a hard time focusing on writing a report right now and I've exhausted my number of random searches for tangential thoughts and music is just making me look up other music. And hey - Karl just called. Sooo yeah. So much for knocking out this summary before Monday. That shit aint happening now.
I don't talk much anymore. Well, scratch that - I don't *write* much anymore. And good at it - bad at it - I always come back to it. So I'm going to try to put down some more of the random thoughts here more often. I resolve to do this every 6 months or so then don't. But DAMMIT maybe this time! (heh) I forget that I have this weird, faux-deep, wanna-be intellectual side to my nature that gets salty with too much TV watching, too little in the deep meaningfuls department. And then all of a sudden I turn up feeling wanting and missing things. I have to stop doing that.
I need some new user icons. Some of these are from over 3 years ago.
