Got any Speed?

Lordy, I'm tired.

Looks like we've lost Dolores and Modern Monkey, so I guess you'll have to rely on me for entertainment. Yet, to read for entertainment about somebody who is giving up smoking is madness.

Nonetheless. Here we are:

One month, two weeks, five days, 17 hours, 13 minutes and 17 seconds. 1491 cigarettes not smoked, saving £410.17. Life saved: 5 days, 4 hours, 15 minutes.

Approaching 1500 fags not smoked. What's that... 75 packets of twenty? Wonder how high that would stretch? I'm feeling very tired. Some quit smoking groups aver that the tiredness many a quitter feels is because our bodies are healing. They could be right. All I know is - I'm knackered, pretty much constantly. I suppose I might always have been tired, but hadn't realised as I boosted my metabolism with nicotine.

I'll tell you what though - I could do with a fag.

I realised something today though. Spending 20 quid a month on the Lottery is stupid when I could save those 20s for 6 months and spend 120 quid on Premium bonds. At least with the Premium bonds there still a bit of a gambling element going on, but I can get my stake back. And the odds are better. Not that the 20 quid a month on the lottery has ever been a regular thing.

I don't gamble (much), I don't drink, I don't chase women (might flirt a bit), I don't eat fine food nor go on exotic holidays. The only thing I ever did that was crazy and enjoyable was smoke.

And yet - nearly seven weeks have gone by without a migraine...