day 4 and doing alright. i managed a forced laugh yesterday
i've attempted to stop 1/2 dozen times before, so i know what triggers off violent pangs of desire (wierd stuff like walking to the train station), so i'm trying to ride it out, drinking loads of water, exercising a bit etc.
day 2 seems to be the hardest, apart from (any) friday, when i want booze. thankfully, everyone's busy this weekend so i can stay in and sulk.
i'm still amused by the ridiculous rationalisations that go on internally to justify a fag. yesterday it was that cartoon anti-smoking advert- i wanted to smoke simply to stick it to the man.
i'm upset about the thought of no jazz cigerettes for a couple of months though.