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smoke or kill

Today is day nine without a cigarette.

I am about to break. The craving is so bad and the agitation from not smoking that's building up is so tense that I am having hallucinations of biting someone's head off.

Smoke or kill. Smoke or kill. Smoke or kill.

Too bad that wasn't on the ballot today.


I vote for kill...may I make a few suggestions??

Please. That's what I was hoping for. I need some direction here or I'll just randomly go around killing people.

If you smoke, you will disappoint yourself. And, you'll have to start again - even with one, you can't say 'it's Day 9'.

I quit cold turkey (and 11 years later, started again!) so I understand what you're going through.

Keep in mind that if you do have a smoke, we'll know, and then you'll get e-mails and comments from people delinking you because you're a candy-assed whimp with no willpower and dragging out their disdain for you for days and days, and then there's going to be a new poll: 'Who has less will power: Anna Nicole Smith, Robert Downey Jr or Michele?'

He he he....Michele...I'll go have a smoke for ya, hon.

When my son's around - I don't smoke except after he's gone to bed. I go outside. I can usually sneak ONE cig in.

I go through withdrawals all the time. I get a little cranky sometimes, too.

Just kill. I'll provide you an alibi. "Yes, officer, she was with me the WHOLE TIME, right here in cyberspace".

Then next time you can cover for me. We'll take turns.

as one of my favorite comics says
"Cake or Death?????"

Eddie Izzard!

You know my vote for killing, Michele. >.>

“Cake or death?”
“Uhh, cake please.”
“Very well! Give him cake!”
“Oh, thanks very much. It’s very nice.”
“You! Cake or death?”
“Uh, cake for me, too, please.”
“Very well! Give him cake, too! We’re gonna run out of cake at this rate. You! Cake or death?”
“Uh, death, please. No, cake! Cake! Cake, sorry. Sorry…”
“You said death first, ah ha, ah ha, death first!”
“Well, I meant cake!”
“Oh, all right. You’re lucky I’m Church of England!”
“Cake or death?”
“Uh, cake please.”
“Well, we’re out of cake! Well, we only had three bits and we didn’t expect such a rush. So what do you want?”
“Well, so my choice is ‘or death?”

kill .. kill ... KILL!

2 months now .. you can do this

Just one of the many, many reasons why I love Stacy and would bend over my bed for her.

Let's go, baby. crack

Kill, of course. Much more socially acceptable.

Day 14 for me, and I can report that this stuff--> http://www.apolloherbs.com/quit_smoke.htm really works.

I've hardly killed anyone in the last two weeks!

Dammit, I want to kill something - it's been about two weeks.
Is it smoke or kill, or smoke and cough - since 1964!!!!!!

it's kill or be killed, really.

9 days, that's all? Why does it seem much longer? It seems like weeks since I first read your entry about quiting.

Wow, Eddie Izzard and killing... what more could one want? I'm sure come tomorrow morning's election results you will have more than enough choices to "kill" to take you way past the urge to smoke. There are too many lawyers and politicians anyway!

I've quit smoking many times, and I can definitely understand the "smoke or kill" quandry. I got through it this last time (it's been over a year now since I quit) by implementing a Destructive Gardening strategy. Whenever the urge to kill got particularly bad, I would go out and whack/poke/dig/saw at something in the yard.
No yard? Well, how about taking up reloading? It's a nice, wholesome hobby; the added bonus is that when you're loading ammo, you can't smoke--not if you want to stay in one piece, that is.

Well, I can tell you a joke. Really happened.

A few years ago, at a party of mine, one of my guests, Mark, was telling me that he quit smoking a few days before. His wife was helping him. Every time he got the urge to smoke, he said, he got a blowjob instead. Before I could even think of replying to that, this guy Ray, standing next to me, looks over at Mark's wife and says, "I just quit tonight."

Busted us all up, actually.