As long as most of you have known me, I've been a smoker. I've smoked on average almost pack a day for about six years. For the first time in those six years, I really want to quit. My last cigarette was Saturday night (approximately 72 hours from now), after my 26th birthday party.Why now? GOOD POINT! (God, I could really go for a cig) Actually why not now? Here's a short list of compelling reasons why I should quit:
#1. Cigarettes are bad for you, causing loss of life in extremely unhappy, premature ways.
#2. It's taking it's toll. I wheeze, cough, spit, and wrinkle. A certain amount of dye has been cast, but they say it's never too late.
#3. Cigarettes cost way too much in New York City. I'd say on average I pay $7.75. I have cut down since moving here, but only to about half a pack a day. That's still $116/month and $1400/year.
#4. My grandfather died of lung cancer when I was little, and I had a front row seat.
#5. New York has crazy, fucked up anti-smoking commercials that really do scare the living shit out of me. I'm talking about the ones with these mean, vindictive doctors explaining how they're going to have to cut out your tongue or you feet because the smoke has rotted them away. I'm not the only one they terrify.
So this is my short list on why it's time to quit. Plus I heard you get fat once you quit, so I'm looking forward to that. Since I know I can't stop smoking unless I stop drinking, I've also agreed to stop drinking for the rest of the month. I figure my little "detox" will do my body good and be a nice lesson in self-control. Will I never smoke another cigarette again? I'm sure I'll squeeze (and pound) another one or so in there somehow, but hopefully I will never be a habitual user again.
"JUDAS!"
