My Celibacy Anniversary

Hip hip, hooray. This month marks my one year celibacy anniversary.

No, seriously, don't laugh. I haven't had sex in a year. Partly by choice. And partly by circumstance. Have you seen the unfortunate lack of talent out there?

I hadn't planned on being celibate. It just turned out that way. A week turned into two. A month turned into two. And before I knew it, I didn't really miss it. The anonymous "wham bam".

But after a while, it's a bit like smoking pot - you start to get a little paranoid. You think people are looking at you, that they 'know'.

"Shame, poor guy. Hasn't been laid in a while. I guess that explains his crankiness."

But that's just the thing. I'm not cranky about it. I'm actually okay with it. I'm a virile young 33-year old. I enjoy it as much as the next person. But of late, yeah, not so much.

Don't get me wrong, the opportunities have been there. EVERYWHERE! But it gives one a sense of power to be able to boldly declare, "Thanks, but I've decided to be celibate for a while." Some even take offense, as though you have personally rejected them. Tough shit.

This is about me and MY empowerment. But perhaps in 2008 I'll come up with a new resolution. One that isn't so taxing.