Falling off the wagon

Despite our differences, there's one thing that most people like me seem to agree on: that it's impossible to entirely keep it under control and bottle it up. If you do, it's liable to burst out unexpectedly and uncontrollably.

I must admit that just recently I'd been trying to deny my innermost urges, knowing that it was too expensive (monetarily and emotionally) to keep pandering to them. But my fetish found ways to escape, I found myself looking at niche websites again, living vicariously through other's experiences.

And then, yesterday, after a night alone in a hotel room with nothing to do other than reading specialist blogs, I couldn't take it any more, the dam burst.

I went out and bought a new shiny thing.

I know I've always protested that I don't want to make any life-style commitment, but I think it's time to be honest with myself. I think I might be Jobssexual.