It's doomsday dark again and, gah, I'm tired of writing about this shitty weather doing a number on me.
I'd like to talk about how I worked out enough to mimic a statue which I'll continue until my legs begin to feel again and stop complaining about being in mad pain. You want to keep upping the ante every week or so and all I did was increase reps and here I am, chiding myself for being so bloody cruel to my lower body.
Afternoon time and I need a bit of caffeine, for no other reason than to find myself a little buzz.
Perhaps a strong americano, one with a double espresso shot, or maybe a pour over. It's been awhile since I had a pour over since the coming of coffee machine, but I don't have good enough coffee that'd warrant or honour a good enough pour over.
Perhaps I'll go hunting some good coffee tomorrow..sigh, the aims I set for myself.
Speaking of aims, I have decided tomorrow is going to be dedicated to spring cleaning. Yessir, I'm going to turn the house upside down and clean the fuck out of it. Not that it's dirty or anything, just that I want to give a good scrub and really clean all the windows that've got besmirched with water spots, courtesy rains and dust.
Perhaps I'll look for a housekeeper tomorrow, one that'd be willing to risk her life to cleaning windows from the outside.
Maybe ask the neighbours to lend me her au pair. yes, that sounds like a nifty solution.
The cat has taken to shedding a lot now that winters are over, it's getting rid of all the extra fur it had amassed. Basically his body is terraforming to sustain summers, much like how we shed off our jackets and the likes.
God, speaking of jackets, I have to cav pack all the winter excesses too. gah! The more I write here, the more work I realize I have.
I'm going to bury myself in ignorance now, or find a rock to live under.
I'd like to talk about how I worked out enough to mimic a statue which I'll continue until my legs begin to feel again and stop complaining about being in mad pain. You want to keep upping the ante every week or so and all I did was increase reps and here I am, chiding myself for being so bloody cruel to my lower body.
Afternoon time and I need a bit of caffeine, for no other reason than to find myself a little buzz.
Perhaps a strong americano, one with a double espresso shot, or maybe a pour over. It's been awhile since I had a pour over since the coming of coffee machine, but I don't have good enough coffee that'd warrant or honour a good enough pour over.
Perhaps I'll go hunting some good coffee tomorrow..sigh, the aims I set for myself.
Speaking of aims, I have decided tomorrow is going to be dedicated to spring cleaning. Yessir, I'm going to turn the house upside down and clean the fuck out of it. Not that it's dirty or anything, just that I want to give a good scrub and really clean all the windows that've got besmirched with water spots, courtesy rains and dust.
Perhaps I'll look for a housekeeper tomorrow, one that'd be willing to risk her life to cleaning windows from the outside.
Maybe ask the neighbours to lend me her au pair. yes, that sounds like a nifty solution.
The cat has taken to shedding a lot now that winters are over, it's getting rid of all the extra fur it had amassed. Basically his body is terraforming to sustain summers, much like how we shed off our jackets and the likes.
God, speaking of jackets, I have to cav pack all the winter excesses too. gah! The more I write here, the more work I realize I have.
I'm going to bury myself in ignorance now, or find a rock to live under.
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