Goo Goo Dolls’ “Iris” (the eleventh track from the studio album Dizzy Up the Girl, the definitive soundtrack of the 1998 romantic fantasy drama film City of Angels, and one of the biggest hit ballads of the 1990s) was revived twice in recent years. Firstly, it was featured in Deadpool & Wolverine (a film in the Marvel Cinematic Universe’s Phase Five released in 2024), and then this year in a 90s viral meme (mainly on Instagram), where people who lived in that decade were asked what it was like, and then they responded with montages of photos and videos from that era.
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A blog series where The Deranged Writer writes everything that’s on his mind… under time pressure (either ten minutes or 30 minutes).
10-Minute Warning CCI
What can I talk about for under ten minutes?
Firstly, I’ve been trying to fix my sleeping habits again. Today, I’m supposed to wake up at 8:00am, and because I love sleep as much as burritos, I woke up an hour later. But when I looked back and reframed what happened while having FRESH POTS, I thought of that as a step in the right direction. Progress. And to quote an old Notes to Self, “It’s about progress, not perfection.” Also, at least I woke up.
Earlier, I was planning on writing another Song of the Moment entry today, but I had to attend to more pressing matters. (It’s about work, my journal system, and my health.) After dealing with those, I had a simple ala king bowl at KFC for early dinner, and now I have returned to Oversight. It’s nice to be back in my second home after walking in the incredibly humid weather. Older Dewey might still have worn the biker jacket in the summer, but now I know better, and my comfortable outfit for today (with RSVLTS’s Undertaker shirt as my hero piece) has made my small city journey bearable.
Speaking of my second home, it’s heartwarming to be in a place where I can be 141 2/3% creative with people who take good care of my safe space as my casual friends. Every time I’m here, they are always warm and friendly to me. It’s no wonder I keep coming back here, aside from their lovely contradiction called the affogato.
Speaking of affogato, aside from having simple pleasures like that every week, I need to control my appetite. I’ve been eating more than usual, and I’m starting to feel more bloated and looking like I have a food baby. I need to slowly tame my lion-like hunger. I’m not getting any younger; I need to take care of my health. I also need to drink more water because of the damned summer heat.
See you in the next post and have a nice week ahead!

Header image: Masud Allahverdizade of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
10-Minute Warning CXCIX
So, what can I talk about here in under ten minutes?
After the last post, I’m slowly getting better. I finished the urgent tasks and then took the time to rest. And by rest, I mean having The Angel’s Cup while catching up on the latest WWE Raw and the newly-uploaded Undertaker’s American Badass era compilation on WWE Vault. Lovely.
I’ve been queuing some of my posts (e.g., poems) for the past few weeks, and it warms my heart when I notice I’m improving at creating and queuing content for The Diary. On the other hand, The Diary is my personal blog, so writing whatever is on my mind quickly in a new 10-Minute Warning post makes me feel over the moon, too. I missed this.
Anyway, what else can I share? Oh, yeah, as I said before, I’m slowly getting better. But I need something to lift my spirits more, like… a haircut. Quite frankly, it looked like a train wreck, and I hate looking like crap.
And my ten minutes are up. See you in the next post, and happiest weekend to all!
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