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Monday, April 10
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Monday, April 10, 2006
by Gene
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.
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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.
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."
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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.
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