Song Lyric of the Day:
Always working / Reaching out for / A hand that we can’t see / Everybody’s got a hold on hope / It’s the last thing that’s holding me
Guided by Voices / “Hold On Hope”
9:28PM.
Being the oh-so-devout (ahem) Catholic that I am, I totally screwed the pooch in forgetting that last Wednesday — Ash Wednesday, in fact — kicked off the 40-day period of Lent. What could I give up and live without for 40 days?
Soda? Nope, drank some that day, so that was out the window.
Fried food? Nope, had that, too.
A TV show, maybe Prison Break? Nah, I need my weekly Wentworth Miller fix. I mean, look at him:
Chocolate? As if. People around me would die if I gave that up.
Alcohol? Ding ding ding ding, we have a winner!
At this point, I only observe Lent (and the subsequent food/beverage/caffeine/entertainment withdrawal) to prove to myself that I can. I’ve never been a big drinker, so giving up alcohol will be a piece of cake. Mmm…cake. Another thing I wouldn’t want to give up. Anyhoo, I digress.
I still have a tentative grasp on the religion of my childhood. I observe the big holidays, I say my prayers every night. I try — try being the key word — to be a good person. The bottom line is, I’m okay with being a half-assed Catholic most of the time. Because at least I’m trying.
*Photo courtesy of the First Church of Wentworth Miller. Seriously.