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So it's been over a week, smoke free.

I quit again.

Maybe I should take up smoking pot *lol* it'd be tempting, but I don't actually like it, so that kind of ruins the effect.

Slowly, things I enjoy in life are diminishing.

Pot was the first to go, around 19 - it left me feeling like a big confused marshmallow, and I like it when my brain works clearly.

Next to go was casual sex... it was a victim of relationship. It's one of the few lost vices that may someday return... I hope not, but it's at least plausable.

Then smoking. now, it recurrs from time to time, but it makes me feel gross and unhealthy - it didn't used to do that, and it's just not tolerable, so I quit, again. I'll miss the Djarums.

Then regular sex went the way of the dodo... I love my g/f, but I have no interest in sex with her - which sucks, because I love her deeply.

Then I lost spicy foods. Mostly. I love suicide wings and hot sauces, hot peppers and super spicy chili. Jerk spice is amazing on chicken or beef, caesars are mother's milk, and well, I just love spicy foods. Spicy foods + my stomach = problem. My mouth loves it, the rest of me, not so much. I still eat spicy, but toned down considerably, and I have to omit certain foods.

Next thing to go?

My landlord.

It's about god damned time!