Mortification, Asceticism, and just to see if I can.

[davywavy]

As part of the grand david-becoming-buff plan, I've decided to have a go at giving up alcohol, tobacco, chocolate, and caffeine for the rest of this month. I managed alcohol and chocolate pretty well a few months ago, and so I'm interested to see how good my willpower really is.

The rule is as before: if I end up at a party I'm not going to sit there with a face like I'm sucking a lemon, leading refrains of Onward Christian Soldiers and handing out temperance leaflets. I will instead get royally trashed.
However, if anyone spots me puffing on my pipe with a glass of brandy in my hand at, say, a Cam event before July, they're cordially invited to blip me over the head and tell me just what a failure I am.

Comments

[rosamicula.livejournal.com]

I'm not trying to impress, well maybe a bit. I'm just trying to be the same colour all over. Different parts of my body seem have inherited different different aspects of my ethnic inheritance . And I have a morbid fear of getting wrinkles. So it's factor 40 and fake tan on the face, hands neck and cleavage, factor 25 and fake tan on arms and body, melanoma-in-a-bottle and yet more fake tan on the legs.
As for who I'm trying to impress - who knows? Unlikely I'll get lucky at the weekend in cardiff - Tig's birthday party will be all poofs and RPers .