I am setting a cave date: October 1, 2009.
I can't fucking wait.
It's October 1, 2009. My cave date.
Well, I decided against caving and posted Day 192 this morning. I owe that to myself, my little boy and my wife.
But even more so, I owe it to all of you slam pigs who are quitting with me...who get up in the morning and come here to lend support to me and everyone else. In turn, I can do nothing other than be here to also lend support. It's a never-ending reach-around, sort of.
Today marks another really important milestone for me:
April
May
June
July
August
September
That's six complete calendar months without dip. Six months. I'm honestly amazed. Yeah, I've worked hard and all that, but it still seems almost unreal that I have been able to break away - and STAY away - from the most powerful addiction I've ever encountered. My last vice is dying away, leaving me with only the desire to be able to lick and bite my nipples while I rub one out to a picture of Blossom. (I'll never give up THAT vice.)