So, I'm still not smoking, if you were wondering. Yesterday was the big test for me, as I went to work and out after hours.
Don't get me wrong, I could still easily pick one up and shove it my mouth like a twinkie at fat camp, but I didn't.
I'm still amazed.
I still love smoking, but I'm nor hacking in the morning. That's something.
Also, being around the smoke late yesterday burned my eyes, and it sort of smelled bad.
I guess that's a good sign. I also talked at length with another former smoker and it helped.
So, there you go, and no Zombie Rage.