The "I Just Quit Smoking Cigarettes (for the umpteenth time)" Journal, Day 3

A couple of ales, followed by a couple of Guinness, and so much for that. Oh well, at least I might sleep tonight. And the homicidal urges are back to operational standard. Tomorrow: Day 1 again.

The "I Just Quit Smoking Cigarettes (for the umpteenth time)" Journal, Day 2

We're all going to die.

You know all that stuff in the news about North Korea testing nuclear arms? And the stuff from last year's news about Chinese generals stating that they will use nuclear weapons on USian cities if the 'mur'kins block their possible takeover of Taiwan? (Don't believe me?

"If the Americans draw their missiles and position-guided ammunition on to the target zone on China's territory, I think we will have to respond with nuclear weapons."
Major General Zhu Chenghu)

All that stuff is music to my ears. Know why? It's because if nuclear war happens, and I somehow survive (like the main character in Cormac McCarthy's incredible new book, The Road), then I'll probably have a little more on my mind than whether or not I can stop myself from smoking.

The "I Just Quit Smoking Cigarettes (for the umpteenth time)" Journal, Day 1

I fucking hate everything.