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Monday, April 10


Fuck fucking fuckedy fuck FUCK
I gave up smoking over the weekend. I hate it. How do you people live like this?

No, seriously
I have no motivation to do anything at all. We worked on cleaning our house over the weekend, and every time I finished a job I'd say "and now I can have a... FUCK!!!"

Y'all have to appreciate, I smoked for twenty years and never went above 15-18 a day. That's less than a pack. I know people who smoked for half that time and got up to two packs a day, and I don't even know where in the hell they found the TIME to smoke that much, but anyway, my point is this was always less of an addiction for me-- it took all of four hours to get over the physical withdrawal-- than it was a love of something. I loved to smoke. I loved the taste and feel of the smoke in my lungs and I even loved that I had to step away from whatever else I was doing at the time to light up and I even loved that it made me something of a pariah in most public circles.

So why give it up?
I don't think I'm unhealthy right now, I really don't. I also don't think the 15-18 cigarettes a day I was smoking were doing me substantial harm. Quote me whatever statistics you want: every body is different, and the fact remains I could do an hour of cardio and another hour of weights a night for six straight days while smoking three to four packs a week and not suffer for it.

So I'm quitting because my family has only been asking me to for fifteen years; because it turned out my son actually DID have pneumonia last week (he's better now); because my father died younger than he should have and, even though he quit smoking a long time ago, everyone else in my life is going "shit, dude, you better take better care of yourself"; because I'm tired of smelling like cigarette smoke; and because maybe it's just time.

Or maybe it's not. Because I just finished eating, and I really want a goddamn cigarette now.

Comments:
Well good luck Gene - I assure you it'll be worth it in the long run!
 
Try welbutron. I smoked for 25 years, tried to quit a million times. Tried everything, the patch, the gum, cold turkey, and nothing worked. Then a guy at work told me about Zyban which is really Welbutron and quit 9 months ago. Best thing, now I can watch my 2 children grow up. Go luck!
 
Well, hallelujah!! You can do it!!!! Think of the money you're NOT giving to right-wing relio-fascists.

As to "every body is different, .......while smoking three to four packs a week and not suffer for it." That might be the case now when you're 37, but who knows the long-term effects on a cellular level. Not worth the chance of cancer, emphysema or heart disease.

Anyway, go you. 'Bout damn time.
 
Hey, T, did you know it was me on the phone Friday afternoon?
 
O god, what did you do to poor Tamson NOW?
 
They shouldn't let Gene around phones. Last phone call I had from him, he tried to persuade me to start a publishing company so I can publish his book.
 
Funnily enough, I didn't realize it was Gene. I thought it was my ex-boyfriend. I was in the middle of a meeting so I said, "Um, in the middle of somethere here, call you back in five." I thought my ex sounded confused when I said, "See, I told you I'd call you back."

Gene, next time, say, "Hello, this is Gene." not "Ok, ok, I'll stop smoking." as a conversation opener. Though, if I didn't have a physisist nattering on at me at the time, I probably would have known who it was.
 
Ugh, physicist. Sorry, typing too fast.
 
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