withdrawal

welp, i finally did it. i submitted my thesis. to celebrate, I was going to quit smoking by buying a pack of cigarettes and share one w/ my ex, and maybe go stargazing. (i originally had a few cigarettes left but my bag chewed them up.) to celebrate, I proceeded to fall face-first off my bike after I rounded a corner too fast and lost traction. I split my lip, started bleeding everywhere and then someone called an ambulance which took me to the ER. There, I got a CT scan, a tetanus shot, a gob of LET (lidocane, epinepherine, tetracane) to numb my split lip, and then the nice resident put a single dissolvable stitch in my lip. That was a fun experience, mostly cause I got to chat w/ all the doctors, nurses, and EMTs. I got to experience the patient-side of emergency medicine while not being so fucked up I couldn't recall, which I enjoyed since I am nationally certified as an EMT-B but don't actively do EMS work. turns out, getting fucked up by falling face-first onto bricks and…