This is day 0

January
9	In 2000, I quit smoking on my desktop wallpaper. In 2006 I quit and didn’t tell anyone. In 2009, I’m quitting on Twitter. This is day 0.
10	Frolicking in SF with my best friend. Probably for the last time because he’s going to die soon. This is day 1.
11	Today will be filled with planes, trains, and automobiles. Minus the trains. And the cigarettes. This is day 2.
12	“Count ’til you lose track.” You wouldn’t think I’d ever lose track of a daily count, but experience shows I will eventually. This is day 3.
13	A day is a long time. This is day 4.
14	Boy, I sure don’t miss the morning phlegm. This is day 5.
15	Bad news: everything but the good news. Good news: this is day 6.
16	Boy, I sure don’t miss smoking while sick. This is day 7.
17	“Daddy, I made good choices all week!” “Me too, Ethan. Me too.” This is day 8.
18	Where’s my old familiar craving? Ah, there it is. Fuck you, craving. This is day 9.
19	Good news isn’t really good news unless it’s followed by “This is day X.” This is day 10.
20	Kids’ first snow (that they remember, anyway). This is day 11.
21	I’ve regained my sense of smell. Related: the dog peed in the dining room. This is day 12.
22	Apparently I’ve also regained my sense of humor. Time to start writing again. This is day 13.
23	I’m up at 7 every day to walk the dog, but instead of smoking, I read Favrd. Seriously, y’all are the wind beneath my lungs. This is day 14.
24	I wonder how long my wife can go without acknowledging that I’ve quit. Or even noticing. This is day 15.
25	Each morning, I’m glad I didn’t. This is day 16.
26	http://diveintopython3.org/ This is day 17.
27	Plunged the toilet. It involved two rolls of paper towels and a hose. This is day 18.
28	No cravings all morning. A first. This is day 19.
29	Ethan turns 5. This is day 20.
30	Went to daycare for a “picnic lunch,” which is code for “we’re going to charge you the same but not feed them.” This is day 21.
31	For those of you just tuning in, I relapsed into smoking last summer & quit 3 weeks ago. I’m keeping a daily addiction log. This is day 22.
February
1	Porting code to Python 3 with 2to3. This is day 23.
2	Wicked cravings all day. Nothing helps. This is day 24.
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4	Guy in front of me blowing smoke and flicking ashes out of his sunroof. Been there, done that. This is day 26.
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6	So busy I forgot to update yesterday. This is day 28.
7	Ran around with my kids today. Longer. This is day 29.
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13	“Once upon a time, I could control myself... Once upon a time, I could love myself...” This is day 35.
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18	Off to Mexico for a childless vacation with my wife. This was the reason. On Monday I’ll need a new reason. This is day 40.
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27	Ran a mile. This is day 49.
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March
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4	If I still smoked, I’d have something to do right now. Besides, you know, twittering. This is day 54.
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8	Went to the NC Zoological Society, which is basically a grueling walk punctuated by animals. Kept up with the kids. This is day 58.
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13	I want you, but I don’t want to need you. This is day 63.
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April
1	I’ve lost track.

Originally written starting January 9, 2009