I kind of stopped smoking. I say kinda because I'm not sure if I have the will power to continue. the only reason why I stopped is because I plan on working out more often now than in the past. So the quitting-the-smoking bit relys heavily on me making an effort to workout. I started about a week ago to do something about all the stress I was having and now that the stress is over I figure I have to quit. Two days ago I lit up a ciggi and I actually enjoyed it that time. The week before that I was smoking, I didn't really enjoy it because I felt like my lungs were dying and I smelled. The alarm bell rings in your head that your addicted when you actually get over the feeling that your lungs are dying and you don't mind your ciggi smell. So yeah, its been two days and I only think about it when I'm having trouble at work and need a break from assholes.

Yesterday at work, I started my shift at 4:30 and not even 5 minues later this little punks started bugging me to get on the roof to get their mitt that one of them "accidentally" threw up there. I said, "No freaking way am I getting up on that slippery roof - I could die!" and then a kid asked me if he could do it. I said, "I can't allow that. What if you get up there and you slip and fall, break your neck. Then I have the problem of where to hide the body." The kids either didn't get my joke or they didn't think that it was that funny. I was like, what the hell, you people are dealing with quick wit and don't realize it. So I stopped being the caring person I am and told them to beat it.

I have so many things to do, but I'm never awake during the day to do them. I have to call PG&E, cable company and various other organizations. I have to buy books, groceries, and various other products. But the stores don't seem to want to stay open after 5 pm. What a bitch! Now I will pout, drink a beer, and watch Fantastic Four before I have to go to work tonight at 1 am.

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