40 Days and 40 Nights


Greetings All,

Awhile back, there was a movie, 40 Days and 40 Nights, where the main character was always finding his relationships ending in disaster. So when Lent approached (that time of year when everybody gives something up), the main character decided to go where no man's gone before and make a vow: No sex. Whatsoever for 40 straight days. No touching. No kissing. No foreplay. No fooling around. No self-gratification. No nothing.

I will be attempting 40 Days and 40 Nights.

I'll try and keep a semi-daily log of how my mission is progressing. To include everyone, you may make a prediction of when I'll break my vow. I might just have the discussion board as a place to make predictions. The winner will get an autographed ryeandcoke.com t-shirt. Now for the girls ( ..... and gay men I guess), you can't just jump out of the bushes, plant a kiss on me, and then claim you've won the t-shirt cause it was on the day you predicted. It has to be me that breaks the vow. But feel free to try and influence the game ;)

When I was discussing this with a buddy of mine. He said that this might make it sound like I get alot. We both laughed at how absurd that notion was. I am certainly not a ladies man, I think I'll be my own worst enemy on this voyage (if you know what I mean).

So it begins, yesterday I deleted all the dirty pictures off my computer (I didn't realize my computer was such a pack mule for porn!) and I've settled myself into the mind-set of a long distance runner. Focusing on each step. No distractions. Relax. And focus ..... focus .............. oh boy.

- Kobi

Day #1

I never thought it'd be so hard to delete all the porn off my computer. It's not like I look at it all the time. But somehow its like a security blanket - just knowing it's there is comforting. This almost feels like giving up an art collection. Sigh.

At first I deleted some, but then tucked some away in a folder. Like somehow that was okay (made sense in my mind). But I later came back, I can't cop out on my own experiment! So now it sits in my recycle bin :)

Day #3

I thought I was doing so well - then I turned on MuchMusic. Damn you Britney Spears!! After watching her gyrate and crawl on the floor wearing see-thru clothes I started to head into a will power tail-spin. Then Beyonce Knowles came on all oiled up. Then Jessica Simpson. I had to turn off the tv.

So I've been very productive. I've cleaned my room, cleaned the kitchen, did my laundry, and cleaned the dishes. I even washed the seat covers on our chairs in the kitchen.

Day #5

This. Is by far. THE STUPIDEST idea I have ever entertained.

I wasn't expecting the number of "threats" I've received from the female community. Along with Hot Ali, a few others have rallied to her cause. I have never been nibbled, teased, and toyed with as much as I have been now. The acts of sabotage are getting bold. But so far I have resisted.

I should have called this 5 days and 5 nights.

Day #7

Ever since a higher power decided to give me a fighting chance and struck down Hot Ali's car, the sabotage attempts have lost their momentum. It's like the female army saw their general have her horse shot out right from under her while leading the charge into battle.

So I've been kicking back and sketching at home without much distraction.

And my body must have finally went into shock, cause today has been smooth sailing. THIS is the most disturbing side-effect I've experienced so far.

Day #8

Maybe found something worth more than a game. Traded in for a kiss on the couch and never have been so happy to lose :)

40 Days and 40 Nights: RELOADED!

Okay, the first attempt was pretty dismal. But I'll blame it on the flirt ninja Hot Ali. Her kung-fu is strong and cunning.

So I have went back into training and have came back stronger. Slowly but surely, I've been knocking down days one by one. In fact I have recently celebrated reaching day 20!!!

... But evey once in awhile my will becomes strained. Ladies, please be warned of my condition.