Today I’m thankful for the most satisfying, relaxing weekday sleep since entering the family business on January 16. I went home at 1am and then woke up at lunchtime without hearing my parents/bosses complain. I’m sure this will not happen again soon, so I’m thankful.
Also, tonight I gathered my shit together and jogged at Three Trees. This is the 1st exercise I got since March 2023 started. I need to get back to doing aerobics and walking/running. I was not this motivated in February.
And oh! I’m going out in a few minutes and have a drink with Younger Brother, Youngest Brother, and their music buddies. I’m craving Jack & Coke, so I hope the bar we’re going to tonight has that.
And yeah, I know. Jogging and then drinking? Very healthy.
So, what should I type in ten minutes while drinking eight glasses of my favorite drink, Jack & Coke (Jack Daniel’s whiskey mixed with Coke Regular or Zero)?
Well, let me just admit: it’s fun feeling drunk and relaxed after so many Jack & Cokes. I only got drunk for less than a handful in college, so please forgive me. Please let me live a little. And at least I got intoxicated while at home and didn’t spend 500 PHP for a cocktail and hanging out with strangers I don’t even want to exchange words with. Getting drunk at home saves money, and my introverted self is happy.
Also, I think my therapist will be so disappointed simply because I got drunk. But come on, people. I’m only human. Let me say again: please let me live a little.
Anyway, what else can I say? It’s almost Sunday, it’s near midnight, and I want to get out right now. But maybe I should get out in the afternoon so I can spend less in a day. Maybe I should watch Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania tomorrow afternoon. Maybe not. We’ll see. But I will watch the movie tomorrow and then hang out at Oversight or Starbucks Reserve.
And speaking of Ant-Man and movies in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, I should watch Shang-Chi. I never got to see it on the big screen. In fact, I never got to see it, so tomorrow may be a perfect time to watch it. Good thing I have a Disney+ subscription.
Speaking of Disney+, it’s weird that they have a license to the latest WWE programming. They have the recent Royal Rumble and Elimination Chamber, among others. At least I can watch those shows. But it sucks they don’t have the complete WWE Network catalog. I miss having the option to watch old episodes of Raw or SmackDown, or the likes of WrestleMania. I miss the WWE Network.
Okay. So, what can I type in ten minutes after drinking six highball glasses of Jack and Coke in under an hour?
It’s been a long time since my last steady relationship, and I want to say this on The Diary: I don’t deserve a breakup email. I may have made mistakes, and any form of breakup is awful, but come on. A breakup email? Fuck that shit.
In other news, why did I drink six glasses of Jack and Coke tonight? Because I want to. Since 2022, I promised to drink my favorite Jack and Coke every week, but I only drank four glasses last January. Last week I drank four glasses, and tonight I drank six. So, that’s ten glasses of Jack and Coke this February. My therapist will kill me because of the more-than-a-fuckload consumption of my favorite drink. But come on. Let me live a little.
Speaking of my therapist, my last actual session was last July 2022. Is the date of my last session a sign of progress? Some of my friends think so. But I think it’s weird. Almost seven months? I should check up on my therapist via email. Soon. Maybe not tonight. Maybe tomorrow. I’m so drunk as hell right now.