eleven days

omg... in 11 days....

i will stop smoking.

improve my health.

and be a total lunatic.

holy cuh-rap.

at least ed won't have to kiss an ashtray anymore though.

and i won't smell like a campfire when i talk.

but i might be bitchy.

no... that's a definite.

poor teresa.

poor everyone.

especially the sunday morning crowd.

ever want a cigarette while you're smoking one?

that's addiction friends.

i know i can do this.

i just really feel sorry for you guys.

i apologize in advance.

eleven days in advance.