Minute Warnings – Page 2 – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

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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.

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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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All right. To quote Cody Rhodes, “What do you want to talk about?”

My Monday didn’t really go so well. I really woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I powered through work, but not without paying the price. My anxiety almost crippled me on that day, and my overthinking went into overdrive. That bad combination ended up with me having a headache later that night. I even carried that pain during my Monday ritual at Oversight. I also had to stop replying to people for a while. If I were to message them, I’d rather be at my best… my 141 2/3 % best.

Then Tuesday came. I got the sleep that I needed, and my headache went away. But my muscles feel so sore and heavy, so I took it easy. It’s a good thing I had a minimal workload on that day. I also promised myself to wake up earlier for WWE Raw, but that’s all good because I can just watch it later. That’s the beauty of having WWE shows and PLEs on Netflix: I have the freedom to watch and pause them whenever I want.

And I’m so happy to see the main event of this week’s WWE Raw: CM Punk vs Finn Bálor for the World Heavyweight Championship. The Best in the World versus the first leader of Bullet Club (one of my favorite wrestling factions); two of my favorite wrestlers of the modern era fighting one another for the world title. I never thought I would see them battle at all, so seeing that main event was a treat, and both gave their all! Bálor may have ended up failing to win the title, but that’s all good.

I hope that at that point, Bálor starts breaking away from The Judgment Day. He deserves a great singles run and his own world title run. Plus, Punk successfully defended the title? Great decision. I want him to be champion for several more months (or a year?), then drop the title to someone deserving… like Bálor, if they were to make that match happen again.

Crap. I’m in fanboy mode, and my ten minutes are almost up. Oh well. See you in the next post.

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