Wednesday, January 20, 2010

I Made A Promise

So, since I have last posted here, needless to say I have been smoking. Now, this time is serious. I HAVE to quit. I have made a promise with the love of my life to the point where it is my time to keep up my end of the bargain.

People in my life want me to quit smoking. Well, here it is. I have, foolishly, made the promise to Pamela that if she were to organize her belongings and possessions to the point where it was a tolerable mess, I would quit the cancer sticks. To much chagrin, she has kept her part of the agreement. It is time to quit.

Damn her for such needless worrying over my health. Didn't she get that study performed in the 1950's that says smoking will cause no harm to the human body? I guess her copy was not so outdated.

This is my time to finally relinquish the weakness, turning my addiction into strength over what grabs me by the balls, shaking me about until a new pack is opened. From now on, the only thing I will be packing tight is the nicotine withdrawals.

See you when I wake up from this bad dream!