Alright...

Three hours after waking up, I went to the store and bought a pack of cigarettes.

It was either that, or kill Tom.

Poor, innocent Tom.

Cold turkey is not the way to go.

Especially after smoking as much as I did for as long as I have.

But, I've not given up hope.

I'm just taking a more logical approch to the situation.

I'm down to a half a pack today - which is very impressive for me.

Tomorrow I'll cut back more.

I'm going to quit.

I've just told myself that maming Tom is not an option during this process.

I'm sure someone will appreciate that. ;)