Spent the snow day in New York watching that great movie. So here I am in the theater watching these gut wrenching scenes of when to pull the trigger on a small child with a possible grenade et al, and the hardest part about the movie was watching them throw a dip in every ten minutes. What an embarrassment. My tounge instinctively would roll around the inside of my lip. But I made it through that little trial. Going on six days without nicotine. 3-4 tins of skoal straight every day for 20 years. I quit many times before, but always alone, never with any support. Which I now admit I need. Thank you.
