I’ve added some new pictures. also, I’m still not smoking cigarettes. it’s been eleven days, and I haven’t killed anyone. though I might’ve been enough of an asshole once or twice to make someone wish that I was dead. or not, I don’t know. I didn’t even really have thoughts/cravings until the last two days or so, and even then they’ve been mild. although there was a cigarette dream on day eight or so. I smoked half of a cigarette in the dream and was really mad that I’d screwed up. anyway. like I said. . . I’ll be able to smoke again when my youngest kid reaches 18. that’s not too far off 😉