Beethoven’s Fifth of Bourbon.


November 2, 2021 by sandwichcontrol

And Tchaikovsky’s third slice of pizza.

The word of the day is: Surviving.

[ ser-vahyv ]
verb (used without object), sur·vived, sur·viv·ing.
to remain alive after the death of someone, the cessation of something, or the occurrence of some event; continue to live:
Few survived after the holocaust.
to remain or continue in existence or use:
Ancient farming methods still survive in the Middle East.
to get along or remain healthy, happy, and unaffected in spite of some occurrence:
She’s surviving after the divorce.
verb (used with object), sur·vived, sur·viv·ing.
to continue to live or exist after the death, cessation, or occurrence of:
His wife survived him. He survived the operation.
to endure or live through (an affliction, adversity, misery, etc.):
She’s survived two divorces.

Yesterday was a blur.

Not to be confused with the band Blur.

Yesterday is never that.

Don’t be silly.

I had so many things on my list yesterday that I never even got a chance to start on.

I didn’t even get to think about any of them until like 10pm.

And by them I was already grumbling about being up past my bedtime.

Because fuck staying up past my bedtime.

Especially since we just started a new workout program where it’s like 100 days of brutal cardio workouts.

And those workouts happen at 5am.

Because that’s the only time we don’t ever have something else going on that we need to work around.

All these motherfuckers I live with and their practices and games and meetings about practices and games.


They are sucking out my life force.

The good news is that I miss so many meals that my metabolism leaves me in a deficit that I am filling with cookies.

I mean, if I am going to get up at coddamn 5am to do cardio a hundred times, you better fucking believe I am going to eat cookies.

They are the only thing that makes all the suffering worth it.


I stayed way too late to be up this early.

More coffee is required.

I have yesterday’s list to get crackin’ on.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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