So far so good with the smokes. Six so far, probably one more before bed. Now all I have to do is smoke fewer than that every day for the rest of my entire life. However, since smoking involves effort, logically not smoking is the absence of effort and therfore incredibly easy.
I have the strangest urge to stab people in the neck though.
Best to nod and smile at me for a few days I reckon, I'm predisposed towards the idea that anyone disagreeing with me at the moment is some kind of fucking mental degenerate. Not that this differs much from the normal run of events but I don't usually want to punch people for it.