All nicotine has officially left my system! Damn, that feels good to say. The guy in front of me in class was ninja dipping today. I think I was the only one that noticed, but there's no sneaking the smell of Copenhagen wintergreen past an addict such as myself. That was a tough moment, so I put in some seeds and tried to breathe through my mouth as much as possible.
Oddly enough, the visual cues don't really bother me. I found an empty can in my backpack and threw it away without so much as a second thought. My daily trip to the gas station for seeds is still difficult, but it's getting better. I explained to my favorite attendant that I'm quitting, so she doesn't immediately grab whatever can is on special anymore.
Those of you that have reached out to me with your numbers may be getting a text tonight. My girlfriend and I are going downtown to see the sights and grab a couple drinks after. I'm going to stick to my usual routine of trying 3 or 4 new beers which shouldn't be enough to put me in danger, but the Nic bitch works in mysterious ways.
P.S. I'm sorta using this page as a journal to keep track of how each day goes, I hope y'all don't mind.
EDIT: Finny, I grew up primarily a Mighty Ducks fan, but since Blues games are only a 30 minute drive away now I made the leap a couple years ago. I can handle you being a Blackhawks fan, but if you're a Cubs fan too we'll just avoid the topic of baseball for both our sakes ;)