  This morning when I woke up I decided two things. 1. I could / would make it through my day without the patch and 2.
I was going to wear a plaid skirt. I made it till about 930am and came very close to getting midevil on someones ass.&nbsp;&nbsp; I had chewed 4 pieces of Nicorette Gum & 2 packs of Trident.&nbsp; I was now realizing that I'm an addict.&nbsp; Shit. However, Aside from wanting to bitch slap someone, I did look mighty cute in my skirt. That is, until I met up with the Fax Machine this afternoon. I'm not too sure if my clumsy-ness is more acute now that I'm not smoking or what.&nbsp; I don't know but something is off kilter with me.&nbsp; I approach the fax like a fawn approaching a cool drink.
Papers in hand, I extend my reach to place the papers down and... OH NO MR. BILL! Trixie St. Eclair bites the dust! Oh, those rug burns are gonna hurt! YEouch "But Tim, look at her beautiful fall. Her physique is amazing..." &nbsp; Yes folks, I fell. Not on the way to the machine, but while I was STANDING at it. Yep. It's possible to fall while standing up.&nbsp; I prooved that theory today.
The whole incident would have been a minor double take in office etiquette.. yknow the "oh shit.. did someone see me? " They did. And I laid there on the floor of my office with rug burns, laughing my ass off, because&nbsp; I just fell, in front of 7 people with a plaid skirt on. Damn what a Thursday 
