The Pansy: Why didn’t you blog today?
Team Gingerbread: (huffily) I was busy
The Pansy: Fair enough
I think the reason I’m so obssessed with self-denial is that it’s a war game I like to playu with myself, in order to prepare for the inevitable.
At some point, although when is really up in the air, I’ll be cut off from my family – emotionally, spiritually, and financially. It’s happened before, and it’s only a matter of time before it happens again, I tell myself.
Something about setting a precedent.
So I practice, by denying myself something that I love, diligently cutting out one thing after another: tv (that’s the latest one), sex (although a whole host of other factors contributed to that one, one of them being that I physically recoiled at the thought of having sex with someone else after The Engineer), the gym, coffee, shopping, meat, just to see if I could come through on the other side unscathed.
So far so good, though you never really know if you’re prepared for the apocalypse until it happens.