Air Supply’s “Two Less Lonely People in the World” (one of my favorite mellow songs ever) is my Song of the Moment—and it’s not because I’m listening to it repeatedly. It’s because of a few lines from the chorus that got stamped in my mind all day.
Continue reading Song of the Moment XC: Air Supply’s “Two Less Lonely People in the World”Tag: The Devil’s Cup
The Devil’s Cup is the name of The Deranged Writer’s favorite highball cocktail, Jack & Coke Zero (a mix of Jack Daniel’s Tennessee Whiskey and Coke Zero, on the rocks). He got the name while he was drinking the cocktail, and he heard this line from Britney Spears’ “Toxic”: “I took a sip from my devil’s cup.” The name stuck ever since.
30-Minute Warning XXXIX
What can I tell here under 30 minutes?
Today, I got the peaceful Sunday that I wanted. There was one thing on today’s to-do list that I didn’t get to do (which is to try the Ube Pinipig from Panco Cafe), but at least I was able to do my Sunday habit: go to Mass with my family. My heart and soul are simply happy.
And there was a bonus treat: After Mass, my Mother, cousins, and I went to Army Navy and I had my favorite food in the world—a chicken burrito with orange cheese. After more than a month of not eating my favorite dish, I finally did. Thank you for the wonderful treat, Mother!
In a previous post, I said that I want to make changes in my life slowly but surely. Aside from having one celebratory glass of Jack & Coke Zero per week, moving forward, I also swear to have my favorite burrito occasionally instead of every week. Why? Firstly, I want to save more money. Secondly, I have been celebrating my small victories every weekend with said burrito. But this time, I want to make the chicken burrito special again, so having it on special occasions does that. And tonight’s chicken burrito is extra special because my Mother ordered it for me. Thank you once again, my beloved Mother!
And my 30 minutes are up. See you in the next post.
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XXVII: Just One Jack & Coke Zero
Since last weekend, it felt like a season finale and a season premiere. My heart feels like it has been healed like never before, and I want to make a few changes in my life slowly but surely.
One of those changes is this… moving forward, instead of drinking at least one Jack & Coke Zero on the rocks every Friday or Saturday night (depending on whether I have extra work), I will just drink one Jack & Coke Zero on the rocks every Friday or Saturday night. Just one.
For the past years, I have been drinking my favorite cocktail to numb myself and then wake up the next day feeling groggy. Tonight, I’m savoring every sip from that one glass to celebrate the small victories every weekend.
For example, what are this week’s small victories? Well, firstly, I finished most of my work on time. When I couldn’t finish a task, I told my bosses directly instead of keeping it to myself. I stopped myself from buying things impulsively. I made time to write more in my offline journal, but I also found a way to make the process more efficient. Also, for the first time in a long while, I blogged three times this week. (And this post is this week’s post number 3. Yes!)
And most importantly, I’m drinking because I’m still here. I’m still fighting. That’s a victory already.
Just one ice-cold glass of Jack & Coke Zero per week is all I need from now on.
Mark my f’n words,
The Deranged Writer
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Published on June 21, 2025 at 11:50pm. Minor edits were made at 11:54pm.
