It's 9.30 p.m. and I'm tired. The Paper is way behind - not that that is unusual in itself - but this one seems particularly hard for me. Could it be...could it just be...that I need something to puff on? Oh no, must not go there. It's nearly a week now since my last cigarette and I cannot understand why I'm feeling particularly bad today. I'm very short tempered, a bit of a bitch to be frank - sadly not a rich one - just let me get through tonight. Must be strong.