I made it through Friday night in Manhattan and Saturday night at a wedding in Mystic, CT with two packs of smokes. Not bad considering we were partying. I can already feel the Chantix manipulating my desire to smoke. The physical desire is starting to lift - which leaves me with the mechanical desires - the cues - that are hard to fight off.
It's day 6'ish because I missed a day and therefore pushed my quit date back. Thursday will be my last day of allowing myself to smoke and when I wake up Friday, I'm done. We have no major weekend plans which should help my cause.
One the more memorable dreams from the weekend:
June 20 -
I was in a van that was moving pretty fast. I had been kidnapped and was being beaten pretty badly by a few people. Turned out they were vampires. There was a male vampire on top of me that was doing his very best to bite into my neck. It was terrifying. All the while he's trying to bite me, there's a female vampire absolutely destroying his neck. His blood is all over my face and I'm trying to turn my head to keep it from getting in my eyes and mouth. I was able to free a hand and unlatch the sliding van door. I somehow managed to pull the male vampire over me and toss him out the door. He was torn apart by the back wheels. The female was all that was left - I'll censor here - but we ended up fooling around. WTF. I don't remember if she ever bit me.
June 21 -
I was working the front desk of a hotel that was completely over sold. The rooms were already full and there were literally thousands of people waiting in line to check in. Worst part was that I knew them all. Friends, clients, co-workers - I was the only one working in the hotel.
May not sound scary to you, but that's what I do for a living - hence it's status as a nightmare.
later -
G
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