Its a Pink Floyd kinda day...

Pomegranate:

I don't think I like you.  Your skin is tough and you are hard to peel and slice.  You have to many seeds and your tart juices stain my fingers.

Even when I drink you I find that I have to mix you up with other fruit juices.

Fruit juices that I actually like.

I am sorry, pomegranate, but I am afraid we can go no further together.

Please leave.

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Rainy day today.  the kind of day where you wake up on the stern side of miserable.  Its cold, gray, and wet.  I have hunkered down with a nice big bowl of Chicken vegetable soup with croutons and parmesan cheese and am pretending that its a GIANT FUCKING cigarette! 

GAH!!

*sighs*

I need to quit.

1. I spend 300 dollars a month on it.
2. It controls me I don't control it.
3. It will kill me.
4. It already is killing me.
5. I want to be able to paddle a canoe forever.
6. It stinks.
7. I'm tired of coughing every morning I wake up.
8. food will taste better.
9. Again...I spend 300 fucking dollars a month on it.
10. when I quit I will be proud of myself and more motivated then I have been in a long, long time!  I will know that If I can do this one thing - then I can do anything.  It will be the start of the rest of my life.

IT BEGINS TODAY!