One Month off Fags

 

Three days ago, on Friday the 30th, 2017, it was one month since I smoked a cigarette for the last time.

With my old vape pen and my new RTA and mod I am managing and devolving a vice that I was slave to for a quarter century.

I confess that I think that cigarettes are okay, but I’m not really jonesing for them anymore. I’m disregarding any thoughts about them since the first week.

Three Weeks Off Fags

Three days ago, on Friday 24, it was three weeks since I’ve quitted cigarettes. After 24 years smoking, I couldn’t possibly have done it without the help of vapes.

It wasn’t a permutation of one habit for the other. It took me more than four years to come to terms with the double effect. The double effect is what you call your habit when you vape but still smoke analogs.

Somewhat, to vape with a cigar-sized vape pen never was satisfactory for me at 16 or 12% of nicotine and about 3.6 wattage. It only became 100% able to make me forget cigarettes when it was 18%…

A Lifetime of Pain

Like I said in my previous post, something happened to me when I started using a computer in India in early 2004. I lost something, some grade of spontaneity that I previously had.
 
I think that it was all product of the bad influence of the hopeless, homosexual imbeciles of the software, hardware and Internet (and technology in general) industries.
 
I’m going to create a time-line of my romantic suffering. But before I’m going to give a little background on how I was in the love aspect when this long sad story started.