So, I decided I might as well get up this morning at 3:30 because I'm off for the next five days and will (hope) to get much writing done, but particulary, much rest.

My partner and I quit smoking just about a month ago and it is majorly kicking my ass. I slipped and had a few, but hey, I still quit.  In these times, it sort of seems like we might as well smoke as Dubya will get us all killed anyway. But, I'm trying to stay positive.