30/1/20 ^^^I smoked 3 puffs today

I planned to buy two sticks of Dunhill but there was none.  The regular smuggled Indonesian Kretek was not available.  So I bought a full pack of 20 this cheapie local brand named Bosston for RM5:50.  It so cheap that is only costs 25% of the premier brands.  I took 3 puffs and I threw away the stick.  Nicorette is a better alternative.  I put the rest of the pack in a zip lock  in case I feel like puffing cigarette again.  I don't think it will be anytime soon.  I can't stand the feeling of inhaling smoke inside my lungs.

Looks like I am not out of the danger of cigarettes.  I still urge the damn thing even after I had my steady supply of Nicorettes.

Shit...  It's not the cigarette.  I crave the memory of smoking.  But then when I smoked, I realized that its just an illusion.

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I am in a downward spiral right now.

Suddenly I remember this scene:

You know what I did this morning?  I convinced Yati to get herself a vibrator.

She asked me to lookup one for her.

This is the one I recommended:

After that she just kept quiet.

Oh, she said she didn't have time to look.  She had been busy.

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