Muhh.
Plegh.
Uhhh.
(vomit)
Ugh.
...
Still want a cigarette.
13 days since I've quit.
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About Me
- Damian
- I finished a business degree from a glorious university in December of '08, but before I could land a stable entry-level position, I broke my foot. This misfortune has led to a brutal year of surgery and rehab... but it's also led to hitting pause on the corporate dream and following my creativity. I've learned to love to write. As soon as my foot's healed, I'm going elsewhere. And right now, elsewhere is the unknown. This blog speaks of my step stones and troubles of finding success the other way.
Good for you! It's so friggin' hard to do. Once you get through the first month, though, it's smoother sailing. (Although when I was trying to quit, around 24 days I became such a friggin' bear that none of my friends wanted to go out with me [for good reason!] and I actually had to request one punch me if I got drunk and tried to sneak off for a cigarette. He actually complied with the request.)
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