General Rant

 

Now then. Here we are once again. I’ve decided to take a day off from typing my novella up and stop by here for a while. How are things? All well?

I’ve just been to church. I left slightly early today, immediately after communion. I feel like a Soprano when I go to church, all gangstered up and that. It’s important to pay dues to the big fella. He’s the only fella bigger than me so I feel I oughta. I’ve just eaten the flesh of God’s son and drank his blood. Metaphorically, of course. I must say, that church wine has some kick to it. One little sip goes straight to the head.

Still working out at home, not quite back in the gym yet. Chest is sore from 54 press-ups off the edge of my bed. I call 54 reps a Picture Book, named after the total amount of cards in a complete deck. I find this a nice number for repping out to, usually comprising of four sets, depending on the exercise.

I’m buying a blender this payday week, because I simply can’t tolerate lumpy protein shakes anymore. Lumps in places where they don’t belong make me gag. I’ve spotted a £25 jobbie in Argos that’ll do nicely. So from next week (I’m avoiding them until then), my shakes will be nice and smooth. And I’ll be getting massive and huge!

I’ve been ‘connecting’ quite well in recent weeks (socializing). I’m almost in that special mental state which comes from abstinence of vice. I’m feeling clean. Not quite serene yet, not quite pristine yet, not quite supreme yet…but not that far off. It’ll be any day now when I ‘become’ something else, that better version of me. This hasn’t happened for nearly 6 months. I’ve been lost in a wide stream of sinners. Now I’m tearing free and making a break for it, clothed in the righteousness of God, hopefully.

I read half a long novel in just a day yesterday. I’ve started buying books again from Waterstones. I think Jack Reacher may be in for a run-out in the next couple of days. I believe that books make you smarter, that they improve the internal monologue inside your head, never a bad thing if you ask me unless you are trying to sleep. And talking of sleep – WOW! My nightlife is incredible. Amazing insightful dreams each and every dusk without fail. They beggar belief!

That’s it. Not a lot to say. I better get back to typing up my novella. It’s going really well. I’ve done the first long short story in five days. The book should be done in a couple of weeks if I keep up the current pace. It is hard being consistent though, isn’t it, in life? I’m usually dependable for streaks and spurts but useless over the overall distance. But so far so good. Catch ya next week or summet!