Day 5! I feel better than before, and have a good outlook on things. I have my "quit bag" I call it close by. Seeds, fake dip, coffee grounds, hard candy, bottle of high ass level caffeine soda and toothpicks. I found myself putting the can of Baccoff in my pocket while building a grill today. The strangest part about all of this, at this point, is realizing what I've put my poor wife through for all these years. I also realize what Ive put my parents through, and my poor ass throat and teeth. I guess the poison is wearing off, which makes me think like that. I won't go into beliefs, but as strong a Christian I am, I know the devil hits us where we are vulnerable. I am getting bigger temptations now. in days past a bunch of jabs were coming, now they are less frequent, but hitting harder, like a good rib shot. I'll fight. I look down and see a bunch of these buttholes urging me on. I didn't have this before in any of my adventures, thank you. I don't party, and my new year plans are watching the ball drop with my kids, while destroying the last bottle of eggnog.