Quitting Smoking... Again...

[mightyjesse]

OK, so Ro quit smoking using this fabulous wonder drug called Chantix. Now that I'm no longer quite super broke. (Only mostly broke.) I have saved up my allowance for a prescription. (Which of course the health insurance will not cover... Because they'd make more money off of me dying of cancer or having flipper babies, or both.) $120/month. Jeesh. I've cut down so much on my smoking already that I don't even spend that in a month. But, well... I've got other things I'd like to do in life that preclude me being a smoker, so here we go... For the first three days on this stuff you take 1/4 normal dosage. The next 4 days, you take 1/2 normal dosage. Then on the 8th day you start taking 2 pills a day and start cutting down on your cigarettes.

Yesterday was my second day. I smoked 8 cigarettes.

Today was my third day on the stuff and I smoked 4 cigarettes.

It's like my brain has been a mad-lib all day. Every time I get bored, or complete a task, my brain searches for the next activity:

Forebrain: Well, that's done. What should we do next? Laundry? Dishes? Or scanning in expense receipts?
Hindbrain: Smoking?
Forebrain: That wasn't one of the options.
Hindbrain: But smoking is fun.
Forebrain: It used to be fun. Do you remember the last time?
Hindbrain: We have alzheimers.
Forebrain: It tasted like shit, and none of us got high.
Hindbrain: Bummer.
Forebrain: So what should we do next?
Hindbrain: Smoke?
Forebrain: ...
Hindbrain: Oh, alright..... Dishes then.

It's been like this ALL DAY. I still want to smoke ALL THE TIME, but my brain is being rather good natured about being overruled, rather than short circuiting and blowing a gasket.

Wish me luck...

Oh, and the new question from my Faux Beau is, "So when are we gonna Pulp Fiction the Inferno again?" Bwahahahaha! We got some strange looks from other people at our table at Irish Waters when he asked me that. We had to explain the basic premise, and then everyone nodded as though it made perfect sense... Though it was a brief topic of debate as to what my Faux Beau liked best about the role: The fact that he was playing the part of John Travolta, or the tiniest ever possibility that he may, one day, get to stab me in the heart with a hypodermic needle....

Comments

[abelove.livejournal.com]

heh. yeah, my mental image of myself still smokes. it's weird, i picture myself smoking all the time, but my only urges to smoke in real life now seem to be stress or weather related =) i'm going to smoke a couple at pennsic, but that's about all. you can make it i'm sure =)

[gigawattwarlock.livejournal.com]

Good luck kiddo. :)

[feeferj.livejournal.com]

I am looking into this Chantix, and then proceeding to hide it in all of Alex's food. I am beyond BEYOND sick of waiting for him to quit on his own. It is fucking ridiculous at this point. *Headdesk*

And at least your brain is determined. My brain is basically operating on fish out of water flailing for purchase- syndrome.

Flop, flop.

[fencert.livejournal.com]

Good luck with the no smoking!

Bwahahahaha indeed! John Travolta wishes he was me.

[mightyjesse.livejournal.com]

Well, NORMALLY I would believe that a fella was flattering me by implying that John Travolta wishes he was you so that he could be seen in the charming company of one such as myself.

But since it's you, I'm going to assume that John Travolta wishes he were HALF as close to being an actual hit man as you... I mean, not only are you frighteningly accurate with foil, arrow, and axe, but you also make little girls cry.

Though, when I TRIED to picture you as a hit man for my Mrs. Mia Wallace brain tangent, your hitman image got mixed with Vlad's fantasy of having you walk up to people with a piece of scientific equipment and just daub them with something and walk away. (Later the body would be found covered in a flesh eating fungus or something, I'm sure.) Damn that Vlad for twisting even my flights of fancy...

[fencert.livejournal.com]

Spores are so much more deadly and hard to trace than a broadhead or a blade. ...and to think the Vladians mocked me for my interest in pathogenic fungi...

[gigawattwarlock.livejournal.com]

There are types of spores that infect the nervous system (usually only seen with insects) and brain and kill you. Then you're head sprouts mushrooms...

I'm sure trystan has some on hand. Just for such an occasion.
;-)