12:00pm Smokeout Update: Still smoke

12:00pm Smokeout Update: Still smoke free. Depression and ADD have begun to set in.. and the strong desire to lock myself into a padded room. Grrr

3:15pm Smokeout Update: Still smoke free. Fascinated by small shiny objects.

5:10pm Smokeout Update: I caved. That gum tastes like shit. But hurray for me for going *most* of the day. Not bad.

Today is the Great American Smokeout. For one day, I am going to buy into this fucking hoohah and try not to smoke for 24 hours, with a little help from my friend THE GUM.

I don't know why I am doing it. I've smoked a pack a day for 20 years (yes, I started when I was 16). Seems silly to quit for one day. Why not just go the distance and quit for good? Because I like smoking. I enjoy it. I derive great pleasure from it. I have not prepared myself for *really* quitting. But the missus has been trying to "cut back" (read: quit without actually saying the words) and yesterday was her first smoke free day, so I guess this is kind of a solidarity thing. I don't know. I think I am insane. I've only tried this once before with my Mom 15 years ago. I made it until 2:00pm. She quit for good cold turkey 5 years later.

So far I've skipped my morning coffee, newspaper, crossword and now my blog smokes.