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3 February 2020

Song Mood: Everyday by Buddy Holly.  Today is the day that music died.  Most people wouldn’t know that because we are so far removed from the fateful crash that killed Buddy Holly, JP Richardson a.k.a. the Big Bopper and Richie Valens.
Buddy Holly was ahead of his time.  When I did play guitar, I taught myself Not Fade Away.  I wouldn’t be able to or remember how to play that song, not that it matters.

I was pretty low energy today.  It’s winter.  It’s Monday.  I may be coming down with a cold.  Take your pick.  I woke and wanted to go back to sleep.  I forgot my Fitbit as I made my way to work.  Sent a blunderous email, it got pointed out to me and then I sent an email saying sorry, waiting for the coffee to kick in.  But this morning I told myself being tired cannot be the only reason to stay home.

I found the perfect upper body workout.  It’s simple and only takes 8 minutes.  Even better I tried it out right away with 10 lb dumbbells.  Today my arms are sore.  It’s a work out that doesn’t focus on bench pressing but on five muscle groups.  This workout is perfect because it’s short and simple, which means I’ll actually do it.  I cannot rely on running alone to get back in shape.  Plus, I kind of want my upper body strength again.

I really want some sort of change.  I want to hang out friends or have friends to hang out with.  I want to talk with a woman who is just interested in me as I am in her.  I want someone to go to the movies with.  Anyway.  New boots aren’t going to solve these problems.

Tomorrow, I have to make a commitment to write, let’s say 750 words.  Maybe I should write a poem tomorrow as well, but then I would need to do some reading on Hugin and Munin.  One of those ravens is memory.

I need to start asking around if there would be anyone I know who would like to do a horror story contest.  Say about 10-20 pages long.  We get someone outside of the group to read it and judge which story is the best.  I need to finish the one I started last month? Or was it last year?  Anyway, lots do but all I want to do right now, after my 20th sneeze in the last hour, is sleep.


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