How can it just be lunch on Sunday? This weekend just won't end. Talk about a war by the hour.
But every 4 hours or so, I get a slight motivational boost realizing the ole nic skank is taking a smack down.
Weekend plan is holding up. Gave the wife my keys and wallet. Friday night I went to my kid's football game, a VERY long tradition of ninjaing a dip at. My legs bounced and body twitched all 4 hours but we won and are now 7-0! Friday night was terrible. Waking up to a knotted stomach and my body was aching for a pinch. I texted several KTC'rs from the game.
Saturday morning I played Call Of Duty for 4 freakin hours while drinking cranberry and pounding seeds. COD it turns out is a great time killer for this because it occupies your head. My kill to death ratio dropped because my hand-eye coordination is crap now and its hard to focus on the screen visually. Felt a little better, sort of. At lunch I was in mortal fear as we had to go to a AM football game watching party at a friends house. Queso, chicken wings, beer... all the makings for dip. But I saw some chicken wings labeled, "ATOMIC". So when no one was looking, I would dip my finger in the sauce and rub it on my lips. Oh that burned so bad. Was sweating, and face turned beet red. So hot I almost threw up. Viola, a nic inhibitor. Had about 5 doses of Atomic. Sadly, AM got spanked, but so did nic. Most of last night is a blur of suck.
This morning I sort of starting feeling human again, but after lunch, the symptoms came back with a vengeance. So thought I better come post something. I just want to thank nicotine for this utterly wonderful weekend. Just another "joy" of selling out my life to it. I've had to take myself back to 9PM the other night about once an hour, when I Quit - The Noun. I'd fail if I were still trying to quit - the verb. I hope everyone is holding their Quit this weekend, 9 hours left. Call me if you are tempted or just want to yell at something/someone. I may yell back though, just sayin.