Tuesday, January 3

Happy New Year

I think I've overdosed on Family.

I do love them all, but 2 full weeks of non-stop, hardcore family get togethers, overnight stays, and long drawn out meals has left me a shell of the man I used to be.

In other words, I fell off the Quitted Smoker Wagon.

In my defense, i'd like to say I picked up the first butt upon arriving in New York to a transit strike (what the fuck was that all about?) that was announced while I was in the air. Thanks Union. I didn't get to see my friends because you need to retire at 55. Suck it.

So I smoked. Cause I was stressed out. And besides, everyone in New York smokes. Everyone.

I enter the new year already running to catch up. sigh.
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2 comments:

drM said...

You haven't started smoking again. You just had a momentary lapse due to overwhelming emotional strain. Just like the lapse I had when Abigail was (wrongly) diagnosed with a brain tumor, and when I took that statistics class at Berkeley.

Now you jump right back to not smoking and you can still consider your original quit date valid.

Saturday, January 07, 2006 11:42:00 AM
ctrl-freak said...

Thanks, Doc.
You make me feel like Tony Soprano when I read your observations alongside that icon.

That would be bloated and stupid.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006 8:33:00 PM

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