You're a better quitter than me already, and I'm sitting at 130 days. You lurked for, what, a week or two? I lurked for seven fucking months. At least we aren't lurking around the gas station counter anymore, wondering if Jesus or our elementary PE teacher might walk in as we stuff that tin in our pants.
BTW, you quit on a terrible weekend. Long weekend, barbeques, poolside outings, etc. If you crave a dip, go to the store and grab a bag of Milkbones. They are actually quite a bit healthier than dip. They taste like shit, but you could actually live off dog treats if you had to. Lots of crude protein and whatnot.
Remember that every day. If you own a dog, he or she is eating shit far better than you have been. Good intro. Check your PM for my number. If you need it at 4 a.m. EST, I'll talk you off the ledge. If, in fact, I wake up.
Quit now, jungle. Just be a man that doesn't do that anymore. It's actually really invigorating.