Third day. 1:00 am.

I'm just about to go to bed so it's time for an update. I had four today. Not bad, but not as good as yesterday. I was off today and more bored with more access to cigarettes. Still, I'm happy, I'm doing much better than I thought I would. Every other time I've tried I'd given in by now. I can't say I've quit yet, instead I have to resort to the old cliche that I've just quit buying. I am paying for my cigarettes though. I live in Colorado where twenty-five cents is a fair price for a loosey. I know I'll do much better tomorrow as I work all day. There's nothing to smoke there and I leave my lighter at home.

Yes, I still carry a lighter. I also carry a knife, they're both useful tools. I have been thinking that a lighter and knife for a person going through withdrawals may be a bad idea, but I'm not feeling especially stabby just yet.

Anyway, tomorrow should go well. I'll have nothing to smoke and no way to light it if I did. I got rid of all of the butts I hade at home and all of the smokable ones in my car. I think. It's far to cold here to really clean out the car but I don't think there's anything viable there. So I should be fine.

I'm still not having any of the stereotypical symptoms of withdrawal I've read about. I've only had a few strong cravings and those are always after meals. In fact, I didn't smoke all of my fourth one, I just didn't feel like it. The only time my lack of smoking is really conspicuous is right when I wake up. I typically chain smoke two or three to make up for the hours of sleep while I check my e-mail. Waking up drives me crazy. Fortunately, my desire for a cigarette is vastly overwhelmed by my reticence to go out into the cold and mind something to smoke. That's it for now, I think.