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10-Minute Warning CLVIII

All right. What can I share under 20 minutes of the penultimate day of 2024?

Today I didn’t want to go out because of this incredibly awful dream. The entire dream felt so real because I had this feeling it would truly happen in real life, and it affected my mood for almost the whole day. But even if I had a bad dream, I had to join my brothers and cousins in their shopping before the New Year’s Eve festivities. I needed to buy a gift for Secret Santa, among other things.

Before I ran errands, I had an affogato at my favorite cafe Satchmi to feel better and to keep going. After that, I bought the things I needed to buy (including the Secret Santa gift) and went home with my brothers and cousins. Thank you for bringing us to the mall and back home, Younger Brother.

Crap. I’m almost out of time, and I almost forgot to mention that I had a chicken burrito at Mexicali before going home. Their burritos are wonderful. Seriously. I should have not forgotten that.

Happy holidays, everyone.

10-Minute Warning CLVII

OK. What can I share here in under 10 minutes?

Yes, I said in a previous post that I will blog more often before 2024 ends. And I also have a handful of recent stories (including my birthday dinner). But tonight, I just want to drink an ice-cold Jack and Coke Zero and relax. I want to enjoy this Christmas break more alone and with my loved ones.

I will try to make a proper long post tomorrow. Try.

Merry Christmas and happy holidays, everyone.

10-Minute Warning CLVI

So, what can I tell here under 10 minutes?

I only have a few minutes before Saturday, 12am, so I would like to share one thing: Yesterday’s birthday dinner was the best one by far, and I’m still on cloud nine. One reason for its success is that I enjoyed a lovely dinner with my entire family and a few of my closest friends. I will write more about the event probably next week.

And because of yesterday’s dinner, I’m inspired to plan out next year’s birthday (yes, this early) and try to invite more people – more friends and a few more relatives. But then again, it’s too early. For now, let me enjoy this happy feeling while I still can.

Again, happiest birthday to me, The Deranged Writer!