What other missions should I carry on? Well, you still need a lock, amazingly (don’t be sarcastic to yourself! Oh, well, maybe a little, as Seneca said, “Be harsh with yourself.”). Also, make an effort and exercise; it’s been quite a few days since you truly swept your ass off. You’re gradually becoming this new, brighter, better human machine. Good thing, check cleared, so make sure to take the two-hundred dollars out of the bank and give Isabel the stipulated amount. Meditate with all of the transcendental melodies downloaded last night (free yourself of the self-improvement chatter for a day). Don’t forget to analyze events and situations in detail to see how far you can go today. Let the unfixable win for now and focus on all the good things you can make happen as of now. Tonight we’ll go grocery shopping for food that will last to next week. I brought my own meal to work today, just like I did yesterday and the day before that and the day before that up to almost two weeks back. Let’s keep up with it.
This morning I made breakfast for Vangelis and me. I feel fantastic. This morning I had an argument with a thick but curvaceous woman who smell of flowers and nastily complained when I sat next to her because the space in between, though designed for one more person, was half occupied by her enormous behind. She complained to the person she was having a conversation on the phone: “Some guy thinks his ass is going to fit in here next to me!” I said, cockily and in a masculine aired tone: “My ass fits just fine. Thank you.” Then I slowly turn to her and teased her: “It is your ass that belongs in the gym.” She countered: “I don’t need no gym. I feel fine the way I am” still with a nasty tone. “Well, prove it” I said as I stared into her eyes. “Because usually people behave ugly when they feel ugly.”