Day 2 of not smoking.

Not doing the patch, it was giving me major arrhythmias yesterday. That hadn't happened before, kinda surprised me when I figgered out what was going on.

Also major nightmares. Part of them were about smoking and easy to figger out. Other part is foreign and unrelated to anything else that I can remember and very, very strange. Almost like flashback remembrances of stuff that never happened but that could've....

I'm excited about my next software purchase... IBM has their voice transcription software price down to $100.00 now. All I need is the hundred dollars....

A picture of me sometime in 1961 or thereabouts. I have the negative of this in the Brownie 616 format; that means that this is a self-portrait. Most of the pics that I took during the 616 era were of my dog (Brownie) my army men (The green ones) and myself. Shortly after this pic was taken, I bought an Argus C-3 (Which I still have) and branched out a little on the subject material. I just found a box of old pix and will be letting you see selected ones in the next few weeks. They're all black&white, so not much loading.... Included in this box is a picture of my first girlfriend.

Left to right: Donna Fellman (the girl I was really in love with at the time), me, and Cheryl Bittenbender, with whom I was "Going Steady". This is a recurrent theme of my life up until the time that I met Karen. In love with some girl other than the one I was supposed to be in love with. through circumstances that I thought were beyond my control. This pic is from a contact strip and the quality is not very good.

Unable to establish a dial-up connection. Check your password, then try again. I usually have no trouble whatsoever with Kspress. Today is an entirely different story, though. Lisa was on earlier, so they must've had a breakdown since then.

Speaking of breakdowns, I just got back from buying a pack of cigarettes.

Finally got on-line. Too much mail, and nothing interesting.

There has been a spate of mentioning favorite journals lately in journal entries. I have not been included in any of them. Are my feelings hurt? Of course... but I will not reciprocate. I do have some faithful and loyal readers, and I still enjoy writing daily, so I'm not really bothered very much. I refuse to get involved in a popularity contest.

I'm not getting much done today, I slept until almost 13:00 and haven't yet gotten a good start on the day yet. Just barely got done with my first pot of coffee...