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Gates of Delerium

I might like you better if we slept together.

It's been so long since I had sex that I forget who gets tied up.

Okay, so that's a bit of an exaggeration. But it's been quite a while now. And oddly, I don't miss it all that much.
I think that's probably because I have essentially shut down that part of my existence, like closing off a part of the house that you don't want to heat in the winter. And I suppose that come the spring thaw, I'll be wanting to get back in the saddle and ride my butt off once again. In a manner of speaking.

But spring is a long way off. We could be looking at a nuclear winter, or an ice age. I might become the wooly mammoth, trundling in the arctic wastes in my wooly coat, occasional prey for the mighty caveman, and cranky friend to a sloth voiced by John Leguizamo.

Or not. Doesn't much matter.

So I have made a choice. A choice of celibacy, or abstinence if you prefer. Abstinence is more technically correct, though both terms carry connotations that are not really applicable to my situation. And I truly wonder how much resolve I would have were I to find myself in a naked love tryst with Milla and Angelina.

Well, no, I don't actually have much doubt about my resolve in that situation.

I just like to think about it.


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Oct. 6th, 2004 10:17 am (UTC)
Fate. Pshaw.

I have too much ending-the-relationship baggage right now to be useful to anybody.
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