It was two years ago this week that I began the last of many failed attempts to quit smoking. I still want to smoke and I wonder how in a lifetime of new year’s resolutions this one managed to stick. I started out with the best intentions like so many others, but I expected it to fail like every other resolution I have ever made and most of the ones I’ve been witness to from others. The truth is, I gained a bunch of weight, lost some of it and settled at 10 pounds more than when I smoked. I have exercised, dieted and tried everything short of popping Vicodin with Anna Nicole. The ten pounds stuck and yes, I still want cigarettes sometimes. So if you’re giving up the smokes and feel like it is a half hearted effort, just go light up right now. You have to make up your mind this is IT and you are not going back or else, you’ll go back. The desire lessens, but it never goes away. My grandmother was in her 80s and still wanted a cigarette and she quit nearly 50 years earlier. Quitting is not for the faint of heart.



Happy new year

I’ll probably be entering less stuff here for a few reasons

1) I’m censoring myself since too many people I know in the real world IE “Meat Space” read this thing

2) My job is busy

3) I’m taking 3 graduate computer science classes



I’ll miss this thing, but Lord loves a working man.