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Notes to Self XIII

This post is a part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2024 edition).

Last night, after a stressful but productive day at work, I started watching the animated series Batman: The Brave and the Bold on Max (formerly HBO Max). I’m so happy to have a Max account now, and it is refreshing to see a not-so-dark knight fighting evil with his fellow heroes such as Blue Beetle, Green Arrow, and Aquaman.

And then I stumbled upon the Christmas episode “Invasion of the Secret Santas!” This is perfect because it’s already the holiday season, and after reading the synopsis, I got excited about the team-up. So, I watched the episode, and in the middle of it, Batman (my favorite superhero) said something that went straight through my heart.

This is my 13th Notes to Self.

Spoiler warning if you have not seen the Batman: The Brave and the Bold episode “Invasion of the Secret Santas!”

30-Minute Warning XIX

Oh, God. Today is Saturday, March 9, 2024. What can I even share here under 30 minutes after drinking highball glasses of 6 Jack and Cokes?

Well, should I even share something right now after getting some liquid courage? I do not know. Right now, I am listening to War’s “Why Can We Be Friends?” more than once – something I usually do when I want to reconnect with an old friend I had a fallout with. And right now, I am also waiting for my Younger Brother to come home. Usually, he sobers up before going home, and I am sure he will keep his word. I will sleep after he comes home.

Speaking of that old friend, will I even have that reconnection? I have been praying for that reconnection for years, but will it even happen? I have been praying for it so hard yet I feel like giving up… but damn. Should I give up? My soul tells me otherwise.

What else? Oh, I am not sure if I should make my own blog featured image for this post. Maybe I should? Maybe I should. But right now, I am too drunk to click and open my Adobe Photoshop, and I am so sure tonight is the 1st time I have drank more than 5 glasses of Jack and Coke. Maybe I should just upload the image after I post this.

Again, what else? Right. My hair is full of oil-based bubble-gum-scented pomade right now, and I started washing it with hot water before I had my 1st glass of Jack and Coke last night. I need to wash my hair 2 or 3 more times so I can tell that my hair is pomade-free – and right now, that will happen this Sunday. Oh, well.

And time’s up.