"all the red tape is mechanical rape by the t.v. program waste..."
I find myself, periodically, rediscovering bits and pieces of past me's. This time, I have found me's from 2007-2008. What a weird period that was; hell, 2008-2009 was also weird. 2010 will, indeed, be a 'return to normalcy.' Did I mention that I believe you can never go back?
I digress. I always digress.
Today was a (relatively) accomplished day. I got up when I set my alarm. As of right now, I have the modest goal of not sleeping in after 10am ANY day of the week. Thus far, I have been successful 5 out of 7 days. Not too shabby. That is but one resolution, one piece of an infinite-piece puzzle.
Today, I also went for a walk. One of my resolutions is to walk more (it has actually been a goal for some time, but I've finally been implementing it). I have gone for two thirty-minute walks this year. It is a minor achievement.
The biggest disappointment, thus far, has been hygiene. I plan on remedying that right now with a shave, shower, and brushing (and flossing) of the teeth. See, I never was very good at regularly doing any of those. In fact, I don't believe I've shaved since last year. But, to me, teeth are a symbolic force; strong, healthy, vibrant teeth are reflective of a strong, healthy, vibrant individual. Mine are in a constant state of decay. I admit to only taking one shower so far this year (I know, shame on me). But, progress will come.
I haven't developed any reward systems yet, because I tend to be a fairly indulgent person anyways. My only true vices are the vices of all ages: food & drink and gambling. I have done a better job at food management this year. The casino, however, remains another story.
I remain fairly optimistic. Yes, I have sinned and not been 100% --but I finally realised nothing in life is 100%. Sometimes, we have to accept that 85 is as good as it'll get. And, possibly, with perseverance, 86 or even 87 can be achieved. but that kind of progress comes even more gradually and only after we've put our blood, sweat, and tears in the project.
Language studying remains another crucial roadblock. I am torn between teaching myself German or Latin at the moment. I believe I will try both. This week, however, I will tie up some loose ends via Spanish review. It is good to review the languages we already know; though you may be fluent in English, dear reader, a good grammar exercise never hurt. Grammar, for you see, is nothing but a series of puzzles...puzzles, with infinite pieces.
That reminds me: I want to read more John Searle.
I digress, once more. And now, dear reader, I digress into the night with a copy of The Call of the Toad (by Gunter Grass) and the prospect of (literally) cleaning up my act.
p.s. I went to Clayton's today. Beautiful lunch. They knew my drink order before I even sat down.
p.p.s. I love you, dear reader. I know you already knew that, but i felt it deserved reiteration.
I digress. I always digress.
Today was a (relatively) accomplished day. I got up when I set my alarm. As of right now, I have the modest goal of not sleeping in after 10am ANY day of the week. Thus far, I have been successful 5 out of 7 days. Not too shabby. That is but one resolution, one piece of an infinite-piece puzzle.
Today, I also went for a walk. One of my resolutions is to walk more (it has actually been a goal for some time, but I've finally been implementing it). I have gone for two thirty-minute walks this year. It is a minor achievement.
The biggest disappointment, thus far, has been hygiene. I plan on remedying that right now with a shave, shower, and brushing (and flossing) of the teeth. See, I never was very good at regularly doing any of those. In fact, I don't believe I've shaved since last year. But, to me, teeth are a symbolic force; strong, healthy, vibrant teeth are reflective of a strong, healthy, vibrant individual. Mine are in a constant state of decay. I admit to only taking one shower so far this year (I know, shame on me). But, progress will come.
I haven't developed any reward systems yet, because I tend to be a fairly indulgent person anyways. My only true vices are the vices of all ages: food & drink and gambling. I have done a better job at food management this year. The casino, however, remains another story.
I remain fairly optimistic. Yes, I have sinned and not been 100% --but I finally realised nothing in life is 100%. Sometimes, we have to accept that 85 is as good as it'll get. And, possibly, with perseverance, 86 or even 87 can be achieved. but that kind of progress comes even more gradually and only after we've put our blood, sweat, and tears in the project.
Language studying remains another crucial roadblock. I am torn between teaching myself German or Latin at the moment. I believe I will try both. This week, however, I will tie up some loose ends via Spanish review. It is good to review the languages we already know; though you may be fluent in English, dear reader, a good grammar exercise never hurt. Grammar, for you see, is nothing but a series of puzzles...puzzles, with infinite pieces.
That reminds me: I want to read more John Searle.
I digress, once more. And now, dear reader, I digress into the night with a copy of The Call of the Toad (by Gunter Grass) and the prospect of (literally) cleaning up my act.
p.s. I went to Clayton's today. Beautiful lunch. They knew my drink order before I even sat down.
p.p.s. I love you, dear reader. I know you already knew that, but i felt it deserved reiteration.