  I'm quitting smoking in 5 days. I'm on Zyban and it keeps me awake at night and makes me have fucked-up dreams. On my coffee table I have a red pen and a stack of paper upon which I write reasons that I am quitting. I have tea tree toothpicks ready to go. I have a fishbowl filled with 2 days worth of cigarette butts. It smells horrible, but it looks almost artsy, which is not the effect I intended it to have. I am already dieting in anticipation of gaining weight. Right now I am smoking my brains out because I still can. 
