Hi. It's been 11 days and still haven't smoked, although I did almost choke to death on a mouthful of Skittles. I have the broken blood vessel under my eye to prove it.
That doesn't really seem fair, as I had only crammed that many Skittles in my mouth to keep from smoking in the first place. My friend Bryan says if I do end up dying in some ironic non-smoking fashion (choking on compensatory candy, nicotine gum poisoning) he will see to it they play the sad trombone at my funeral.
It's probably about time to stop eating so many Skittles anyway. The rainbow of fruit flavor appears to shoot directly to my ass and stay there. What a pleasant person I am lately! Luckily, I get to spread the joy: tomorrow I leave for Nashville to spend the weekend with my entire extended family. I am actually looking forward to this a great deal, although be warned: the first family member to hint that I'm wasting my life gets it in the neck.