Since getting a clean bill of health from my friendly neighbourhood VCT clinic, I set out to live responsibly; cutting down drinking, smoking and…fornication.
Smoking has never been a problem. One down, then things get thick. I realised I couldn’t just go cold turkey, I mean really… So after much deliberation, and several ‘last drinks’, I let go of the bottle and signed up for Sir John’s Sojourn(trademark Milonare)
5 months into the B-Train (trademark Milonare), bottle in hand, and I’m losing sight of my goal. This had something to do with my body being the temple of God and pangs of regret as I reintroduced myself to the leftovers from last night’s takeaway. Ironically, these are always followed by comforting thoughts of the things I didn’t do…or at least I think i didn’t.
Enter the new, hypercritical me, featuring: Anti-coyote ugly syndrome, non-alcoholic, non-herbalist, banjukafied, 4.0 GPA guaranteed or your money back*
I really should have gotten the warranty. But hey, there’s always the keinyeji version, works well enough, spare parts cheap and available, and does more or less the same thing…more or less. Keinyeji has always seemed to work for me (apart from river road…if I ever get my hands on that *%$#@^>!…), modest and efficient. If only Toi had frequent customer cards…
I really don’t get how monks pull this off. Celibacy is probably the hardest thing since bottling darkness (brings back mono days?), but at least i’m getting somewhere. 155 days…about. Yet again I wonder, WHY? The answer is quite simple really. Just give me some time to figure it out, n I’ll get back to you.
Who is to Blame – Eric Wainaina
Paper Planes – M.I.A
