Bullet Club – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

10-Minute Warning CXCVIII

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 Satchmi. 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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XXXIV: The Hulk Hogan Question My Grandfather Frequently Asked

Usually, I would watch WWE alone, and I’m cool with it. Yes, I eventually found a few friends who watch WWE or pro wrestling in general (casual or a die-hard fan like me), but I also accepted a long time ago that pro wrestling is not everyone’s cup of tea.

Whenever I do watch pro wrestling with other people, it’s even better. One of my bonding moments with my Father would be watching clips of WWE (old or new) on YouTube. Sometimes, my Younger Brother (the Kane to my Undertaker) would watch with me, too. Recently, when I was watching the recent edition of Saturday Night’s Main Event, my Younger Brother was surprised to see Goldberg in action. (I told him it was his retirement match, and he was battling Gunther for the World Heavyweight Championship.)

But whenever I watch WWE with my lolo (Tagalog for “grandfather”), Lolo Ice, it’s a different situation—primarily because he doesn’t know it’s scripted, predetermined. If I did bring up the scripted fact to him, he would forget it, and he would still cheer for the faces (heroes) and jeer for the heels (villains)… and I love him for that. I can just enjoy watching the matches and moments with my lolo without analyzing them. This is why I called him my wrestling buddy.

And of all the times Lolo Ice and I watched any wrestling match or moment, he would always bring up one question about an important figure in pro wrestling, and I would always answer the same way.

30-Minute Warning XXXVI

So, what can I share here in under 30 minutes?

In the 10th entry of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2024), I would like to share how I feel: I feel better now. Why? Because yesterday, I finally found time to purely focus on organizing my birthday dinner this December 5. I already reached out to three of my choices for the venue (on Viber), and I will check out two of those venues today. I need to settle for a venue today and I can’t delay that any further.

Before the venue selection, I asked my family and a few friends if they were available on December 5, and even if there was no venue yet, all of them confirmed their attendance. I’m so happy to know that 12 loved ones – my parents, brothers, 2 cousins, and a few friends – are going, and that is why I need to settle for a venue today and then finally tell my beloved where I will celebrate my birthday. I don’t want to confirm the venue at the last minute. And that is why I’m writing this Minute Warning post at 2am.

In other news: There is this biker jacket that I have been eyeing like a vulture for years online, and even if it’s on sale because it’s Black Friday weekend, it is still ultra-pricier compared to my Bullet Club 10th anniversary jacket. But that’s the thing – it’s on sale. Should I get it before my birthday? Maybe I should as a gift to myself…

Inner Dewey: Don’t do that, you, idiot. You already bought a Deadpool Funko Pop, a Moleskine 2025 planner, a few more Moleskine pocket journals, and you have a birthday dinner coming up. You have enough birthday gifts already. Just don’t.

Me: OK, fine. I will not…

Inner Dewey: Good.

Me: …for now.

Inner Dewey: Come on, man. Even if it’s your birthday and it’s the holidays…

And time’s up.

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