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the diary, day six

Short and succint today:

Here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man.*

Cranky doesn't even begin to describe it.


Cranky you may be, even homicidal (not surprising), but you're still not smoking. Jolly good!

You know, it occurs to me that under duress, some people lose the the will to maintain their veneer and refuse to tolerate other people's stupidity. Well, that's my excuse.

It will get better. I promise. BTW, how is your husband doing? Or is that too personal for him/you?

Good job Michele. As much as it sucks, we're pulling for you. Keep up the good work.

Have a chantico and smile. At least get some coffee. That ought to help.

Oh yes I do. Been there, done that. Went out in a blizzard for smokes. I can be a fscking idiot, too. You can do this, Michelle, and you'll be proud of yourself for having done so.

Then you can kill him, if he needs it.

Keep on truckin'! And sometimes, a little GTA San Andreas can be a great way to vent frustrations. I traded in some old games for a used copy, and the game is great. Lots of stuff to blow up, destroy, kill, chase, frighten, etc. Plus, the characters swear, so you can feel like a real hardass while you're doin' it.

Stay in there! You can make it! We're proud of you, and you should be proud of yourself, too.

at least the snow will take your mind off of the cravings...ya know, when you're screaming at stupid drivers...

Richard Jeni summed it up nicely:

You're paying the tobacco companies $7.00 a day for 30 years to kill you. (I paraphrase.)

I quit when I had a really nasty case of the flu - just didn't feel like smoking. Once I felt better, and a craving hit me, I just had to remember how I felt when I smoked (sandpapered throat, new and interesting morning cough, etc...)

It's worked for 16 years.

Hang tough.

All I wanted was a Pepsi...

Hang tough, Michele.

I don't need no stinkin' annotation. Rage. All the way.


Cigarettes cost a dollar per pack to produce. The tobacco companies profit about ten cents per pack. All the rest of that money is confiscatory taxes and the extortion of smokers by a conspiracy of attorneys general. The general approbation of these crimes ensures that moralist academics and lawyers will tyrannize millions who never touched a cigarette. We handed them the weapon, with not a word of defense of our fellow citizens, simply because we despised smoking.