Wednesday, April 30 - Day 141 - Day 3

I'm remembering why these workday journal entries are so bogus, I'm beat! The only thing on my mind is grabbing some sack time and being perky when I wake up. The day was fine, albeit somewhat nondescript, although I'm having the feeling that I may be up against a greater challenge than first anticipated. It's like trying to patch a tire while the owner of the tire continues to plunge a knife into it.

Whatever, need some rest!

Tuesday, April 29 - Day 140 - Day 2

I'm remembering why these workday journal entries are so bogus, I'm beat! The only thing on my mind is grabbing some sack time and being perky when I wake up. The day was fine, albeit somewhat nondescript, although I'm having the feeling that I may be up against a greater challenge than first anticipated. It's like trying to patch a tire while the owner of the tire continues to plunge a knife into it.

Whatever, need some rest!

Monday, April 28 - Day 139 - Day 1

Oh, look, I missed 16 days of journaling, shocker.

I've decided that my life's too easy, given a choice I'll take easy over adversity, but adversity is like a built-in alarm system that keeps you on your toes. Complacency is the sickness of the "doing well", not the "struggling", and the struggle is what gets you jacked up. In many ways, I'm my only competition at the moment, and I tend to be very nice to myself. Well, if I'm ever going to get this novel finished, not to mention any number of other projects the molly-coddling of self needs to stop.

Had a good workout to start the week, the key now is to keep pressing through tomorrow and Wednesday, that'll set a good pace going into the weekend.

Saturday, April 12 - Day 123

Funny day here in god's country (Virginia), sun, rain, sun, rain, all very random, but at least it's warm. Ran into Alex on my way to the newspaper box, and joined he and Gracie on her continuing journey to catch and kill another squirrel. She didn't succeed, but seemed to enjoy the challenge.

When I got to the gym, I was confronted with the aftermath of a burst pipe, towels everywhere and the top level was shut down. This sent me on a spiral back to the "big flood" at the West Side club in Indianapolis, which was a seriously potent foreshadowing of what was to come out in that dystopian nightmare of a city. I consoled myself by destroying my delts, while taking it somewhat easy on my bi's and tri's, there's something "wrong" with my right elbow, which sort of bookends the something "wrong" with both of my shoulders. I'll really need to go to a doctor as some point, but it'll just mean surgery of some sort, and the way I look at it, the longer I can avoid it the closer we are to some magical pharmaceutical solution.

Watched Tim Burton's "Sweeny Todd" last night, and it kicked major ass, I'm still processing the art direction and the profoundly disturbing text and subtext of vengeance, cannibalism, murder, obsession and just general perversion. I may have to watch it again tomorrow, it's that good.

April 1 thru 11 - Day 122

Jeezum cronies, I really let this journal slide, but I really got distracted by a profound sense of laziness brought on by my birthday. I ate cake like cake was going to be outlawed, and the only way I'd get ahold of any cake was via street dealers. This general lazyboy attitude was exacerbated by a lot of dark, rainy days, and a tendency to forget that I had any goals in life beyond working, eating and sleeping. I've had a fairly random relationship to exercise as well, but the way I look at it, I can take a couple of weeks off from high-level compliance to my regimen (but only a couple) every now and then.

But, time to get serious again, I enjoyed and appreciated all of the birthday celebrations my family and friends provided for me, but it's time to drop the hammer.