honestly, I was never there. I was stuck up sigmo's ass over in nordeast most of the time in the Polish neighborhood in the Anne Frank house on 22nd. He had this landlord with a glass-eye, and she chain-smoked and wore nothin but a housecoat. The place smelled like sausage all the time, and I'd scare Sigmo by sayin that they were cookin human flesh downstairs. She'd come bursting up into his apt with her eye and a cigarette waggin wonderin who was takin a bath and makin the ceilin leak. It was usually me, but it was her idiot husband who made the ceilin leak. I was just takin a bath. I didn't build the damn thing.
snoring ain't always cuz of apnea. it's worse when I drink, says Sigmo, and sometimes doesn't occur at all. Smug always notices it, because I'm always drunk around Smug. Or perhaps I should say that I'm never sober around Smug, which is more accurate. I think it's cuz my nose's been broken so many times, and cuz I likely have some sorta problems developed after thirty years of drinkin and smokin stuff. But no biggee. I'll just stay outta situations where I have to employ stealth in my sleep.
No kidding Mug. This gives me some sanity.
Take a plastic bottle cap from a soda bottle and chew away.
It won't really hurt your teeth and it lasts for days although I'd reccomend changing bottle caps now and then.
It sounds fucked up but fuck what everyone thinks.
It works. It fucking works.
Basically if you got something going on in your mouth it takes some of the cravings away. And your not stuffing food so it's a win win.
quote:Originally posted by iglo well apparently you do. something you should check up on with your doctor. sleep apnoea (spelling?) is not very healthy
One visit to the specialist,one overnight stay for a sleep study,then they give you a pulse-ox(spelling) machine that basically keeps your passage clear and problem solved. You'll sleep deeper and wake up more refreshed.
I haven't done this yet but I need to.(my client has and that's how I know)
I've been downstairs at the bar for happy hour and had a few beers. I haven't smoked a cigarette since Friday night (I've been smoking since I was 9, so that's 31 years for the math whizzes out there), so I'm startin to go a little nuts tonight for some reason. I called my friend Joey down in Texas. He said he just got through sparrin some roosters and took a xanax. Then I told him my woes and he starts tellin me how good his cigarette tastes'n shit. And now I'm wantin to go to the beer store and get a cheap six pack and shove skoal in my mouth to kill the cravin without smokin and I'm wonderin what did I get myself into with this quittin shit and what was I thinkin and jesus don't I want a fuckin cigarette so fuckin bad and why does it hit me like this four days after I quit when I was feelin so proud of my myself'n shit and what do I do now.
So I figured I'd post about it and waste yer time instead of smokin a cigarette. I may still get a sixer and take a dip however.
Well, I rented a room in one of Mugtoe's houses and I can tell you he snores like a freight train. It dosent happen all of the time which is strange. But when it does...it starts sorta regular and then gets much much louder and then will fall off again.
It's been a week today, and I don't feel like smokin. I'm even goin down to the bar, and I don't feel like smokin. I'm drinkin a cup of coffee and gettin ready to go down to the bar, and I don't feel like smokin. werd. fuckin A.
Your whole "I dress like an office drone and act respectable and then sit on forum where we discuss urethra fucking and public torture" bit still creeps me out. I bet it would creep out your co-workers even more.
I'm freakin out over tobacco, I imagine. I've been smoking since I was nine years old, and I just turned forty-one. Even with the success I've enjoyed at quitting so far, I guess I should expect to feel a bit awkward. I quit smoking on 11 Sept for my own sake, and I finally ran out of Skoal this past Sunday. I've been pretty uncomfortable ever since. I walked down to the corner store tonight to get a can, and they were out of the one kind I always buy. I took it as a sign from God, for the sake of expediency, and came back home.
I miss my dog, and I feel lower about that than about anything I've done all year. I might as well have tossed him out the window going down the road as what I did. It would've had the same result. But I was in a hurry to get back to this little bit a heaven I got.
Thing is, I'll likely be in a fine mood tomorrow. I still may walk down to the other corner store and get some SKoal if my mood doesn't improve. I give myself permission for that anyway.
My candidates are doin better today. The one that I thought had no chance with Ruby Tuesday turns out to have done great in teh interview. The interviewer just forgot to give him the corporate number for the phone screen. Not getting taht in the first interview is a sure signal that they are not interested in a candidate, and I was bummed and waitin to hear that they were passin on him. That, along with the nic-detox really had me whingin yesterday evenin. Today is a new day. I'm like a goose; I wake up in a new world every fuckin day. One of my other candidates just had his second interview with Jillian's for the KM spot, and I'm pretty stoked about that; it's a $4K fee, I think. I'll have to check that out.
I didn't get a can of Skoal last night. I still give myself the option of pickin one up, but the crisis passed in that regard.
I gave my dog to a titty dancer in Parker County in Texas before I left. A few days after I made it up north, Dad got a call from the Hudson Oaks police askin if I lived there and owned this dog they had in their possession. I don't wanna know what happened after that. I thought she was a safe bet, because she had another dog and had lived in teh same place for years. Her bf was a speed freak, however, and things got messy right after I split.
three weeks today with no smokes and pushin a week without a dip. I didn't think I was for real when I started this. I've been a little restless and uncomfortable the last few days, but it's gettin easier. that could always change, but I'll take every day I can get at this point. go me.