Yes, by the force of will and determination, not to mention a failing stamina and frequent coughing, I am done smoking cigarettes. Scared you there huh, made you think I'd stop with the herb. Never I say. But nicotine/tobacco, I can't do it anymore. The cigarette have been my deceitful friend for almost 18 years. Near half my life. But it have to stop. No magic, no patches, no gum. Just cold turkey deciding I am not a smoker any more. I'm done. It's been fun, but it got to stop here before it becomes tragic. Luck favours the well prepared, and seeing as the sum of ones vices are equal, I intend to do a lot of drinking in the coming couple of weeks... I just need to stay strong in my conviction, and two weeks from now, I can officially call myself an ex-smoker. I'll update as I hit the expected walls... Going strong on, uhm, the 8th hour. 24h is the next milestone. A first in 18 years. An entire day not poisoning myself (beer not counting, it is the nectar of life).