Song mood: One Week by Barenaked Ladies. It was just a matter of song progression. Watching Hamilton and enjoying Jonathan Grof play George the Third. Then my mind wandered over to hip hop and went to Lil Kim, whom I never really listened to but one of her songs was in a movie I like, which lead back to Barenaked Ladies. And a song that just fits me.
After eating my yogurt, I went nine hours without eating. I bought some cherries while I was grocery shopping and was eating them while I went from grocery store to Raising Canes. And I felt ill again. So I am abandoning the idea of the intermittent fasting. Or I will change how I use it. I will go back to small meals and controlled portions, which worked before. Like if I go to Chipotle, just eat half a burrito and save the rest for later. I will have to cut out Raising Canes all together.
I think it was the Triscuts that got me this time. I wouldn’t stop eating them while I was working. The fix is easy for that. Portion out Tristcuts in sandwich bags.
Small meals every couple of hours. Cut out greasy foods. Fast every now and then and before vacations or before going to a fancy restaurant.
London or Paris or any other exciting city is different. I could easily walk 20,000 without batting an eye. Most of the time my hotel would be a thousand steps away from the train station.
I cancelled Netflix and found out that the Umbrella Academy season two comes out the week my the subscription runs out. There were two main shows that I want to see off of Netflix: 1. Sabrina 2. The Umbrella Academy. If I don’t have a girlfriend who has Netflix before the last season of Sabrina, I will reactivate my account for a month and watch both series.
I also need to cancel my gym membership. I found that I should be okay with walking around the lake and home workouts.
What’s next? Well, I will continue working on the novella and hope to finish the second draft by the end of next week. Editing. Brainstorming. Figuring out what I will do for my birthday. You may be able find a hotel at another city, but there is nothing open. Museums and whatnot.
Maybe after finishing the novella, I will finish writing a ghost story I started writing last year. Something inspired by Oh Whistle and I’ll Come for You My Lad by MR James.
The chances of going to a writer’s convention, comicon or baseball game sometime this year is nil. The vast majority of the world won’t allow Americans enter their country because unlike most other countries, the US hasn’t been able to contain the virus. So it may be a year or so before I would be able to go to another country.
I will just have keep on plugging away on the stories.