I knew an old man who would be delighted whenever he found a penny and always picked it up. This is like the weed equivalent, only it's like when you find a bill on the ground. I'be found two twenties in my time and the feeling is like that.
Now fully a month and a half without a cigarette. Have had some bad cravings, especially lately, but I think the worst is over. You know, I wonder what quit-success rates are in un-vehicled populations and those who have a car (or bike?). I think it'd be a lot easier to impulsively buy smokes if I could just take two minutes' drive to the 7-11 instead of having to walk a mile round-trip(*), making it that much harder to put in the effort. OTOH I've gained a bit of weight, partly from not putting in that mile round-trip every day.
I had something to say but I forget. If I remember I'll edit the post, because I can. It would be cool if other people could do that as well, but it is what it is.
The interesting thing about editing posts is that the coding switches over to HTML and overrides five of the six censored words, so you can say nigger, faggot, cunt, whore, and slut. F*** (####) is still censored somehow. B*tch goes the other way: you can say it in Boardhost but it becomes b###h in the other code.
Np: watching Dr. Phil at two in the morning with the sound off, captions on -- hey, Trung: women who married themselves! -- with a dog and a bowl and fiddlers three, eating store-brand blueberry Pop-Tarts, with this album on, perfect for Valentine's Day. TBH Sonic Boom (original alias "The Mainliner" -- nice and subtle) has always struck me as on the "Spectrum" himself -- weird dude, but I maintain he's a low-key genius. He's actually the guy with the dopey haircut standing off to the right on the album cover. The guy in the middle is just some dude in the band. Anyway I'm a top fan on his Facebook page and I don't even remember ever having posted there.