Lent is always a
selfish time for me. I know that Lent is supposed to be a time of contemplation
– sacrificing something for 40 days is supposed to mirror the suffering of
Jesus and the fact that he gave up his life, etc. My issues with this are that
a. nothing I give up will ever be as severe as what Jesus did and b. I like to
use Lent as a much heavier-guilt ridden diet.
So due to my recent
bout of food poisoning that coincided nicely with the start of Lent, I am
giving up meat. (Apparently said food poisoning was caused by raw or undercooked chicken. Considering I haven't eaten chicken in months, this is alarming). Since I also didn’t eat or drink anything for five days, I am continuing to not drink coffee, and I really am not going to eat gluten. For real this
time. Except for the pizza I split with Katherine last night.

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