Wednesday, January 30, 2013

No Gun Totting Transsexual Prostitutes Today



Twelve months ago I looked at the list of things that doctors said I should or should not do, or eat, and did not handle it well.  I said on numerous occasions that if I gave up much more I would come full circle and explode in a frenzy of vice, finally getting shot robbing a bank while doing a line of blow off the backside of a transsexual prostitute.  That wouldn’t be good for anyone.

Now I have stopped eating meat and stopped drinking alcohol.  I am working up to cutting out dairy and sugar.  I practice yoga three to four times per week.  I am extending my notions of ahimsa to my gaming life, a difficult feat when facing down an army of ogres.  These things make me happy, and there are no gun totting transsexual prostitutes covered in blow to be seen. 

2 comments:

  1. I'm glad to hear you've come so far. That being said, I ask you a favor. Don't send off the purloining, heavily-armed, gender-bending, powder-dusted harlots just yet: I am discovering that there are worse things to forgo than meat, drink, and sweet, and I may soon have need of your idiosyncratic procurements.

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