Sunday, May 20, 2007

I'm scared, y'all.

I only have 2 packs of cigarettes left.

Part of me is like "Fuck it, I'm going to get a carton."

The other part is saying "WHORE, you just spent $110 dollars on something to help you STOP smoking. Get some more gum."

But Evan reminded me that Thursday is the last day of school.

So I'll be quitting RIGHT WHEN The Boy is home all the geedee time!

WTF was I thinking?

Plus, I don't want to gain any more weight.

Last year, for some reason, I lost about 50 lbs.

I needed to lose it, but I wasn't trying.

I was smaller than I'd been in HS!

Then I got on fucking Celexa and gained about 15 lbs back.


On the plus side, Mommy Dearest said she won't be stopping by because she remembers how evil my father was when he quit smoking.


Pray for me.

Throw some bones.

Whatever it is you do.


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