So the other shoe never dropped. Busy night at work with a new summer menu. My mind was in the gutter all night and the nic bitch was a constant fucking annoyance. Craves could be strong to the point of depression, but vanished every time once I realized them for what they where... Seeds and jolly ranchers got me through the worst of it. Said screw it and had a couple drinks tonite once I felt confident I was strong in my quit. Only 2nd time in 12 days I have had alcohol: I am still very cautious about drinking opening me up to the nic bitches ways... I will sleep good tonite for sure as I worked my ass off today with housework, vigorus exercise, and a long hot shift of work... Wow that all sounds very ghey... too tired to care...