Surprisingly feeling better today.
I’m not going to lie. I really wanted a cigarette last night. I was sitting at the computer, catching up on some Fringe when I saw that Donna did not take hers upstairs with her. So they were just sitting there. Mocking me. Telling me that it was ok.
I resisted for a while. I am in the process of crocheting yet another scarf (because I really don’t know how to make anything else… and if I did, I don’t think I would make myself a cape like the yarn makers advertise on yarn). I got pretty far on my scarf when I pretty much just said fuck it. It really doesn’t matter.
No lie, I barely had one drag and put it out (sorry Donna). And my fingers smelled so bad from just that barely a drag. YUCKY! If I wasn’t so lazy, I would have gotten up and washed my hands – but I didn’t. I wanted myself to realize that’s what I’ve probably smelled like for 8 years. YUCKY!
So I feel like a YAY for me is in order because I really didn’t smoke a cigarette.
I’m still sad about Dan time when I hang out with him but I guess I’ll cross that road when it comes in 8 days.
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