I really have to quit smoking. I have no problem stopping, but after a few days I get excited about the Cubs and sneak out of the house to buy another pack. I have tried Chantix, Wellbutrin, Acupuncture, and nicotine patch/gum as well as toothpicks, cinnamon sticks, sugar free gum and candy, carrots, and herbal remedies. What I really need is for a person to follow me around with a gun. When I am about to smoke, the gun is put to my head. Then I have a choice to make- die now by gun shot wound or stop this filthy, self-injurious habit.
I should quit tomorrow. But I will quit Friday. Repeat, I will quit on Monday. And then I will redo this song which I recorded 4 months ago before another major quit attempt. I can do this. I will do this.
Killing Me Slowly ©2008 H Segal to the tune of Killing Me Softly ©1972 C Fox, N Gimbel
Made popular by Roberta Flack
Note to self- Look at this picture and listen to this song. Do you really want to smoke? You look like a freak. You want to live, don't you? Keep it up idiot and you will lose limbs. Just because the Cubs win, don't sabotage your life. Think about white teeth, clean breath and being able to run through the city without an escort from paramedics with defibrillator paddles in hand. Think of how much less crappy your voice will be. Even if the Cubs win the worl...I mean, even if the Cubs have a great year, that is no reason to inhale burning toxins. Please do not inhale burning toxins. You can do it me. Omg- I'm talking to myself again!