How much tv do you watch a week? How many hours do you game? How many hours do you write? You know my answers.
As usual, your mileage may vary.
How much tv do you watch a week? How many hours do you game? How many hours do you write? You know my answers.
As usual, your mileage may vary.
On my way to the bathroom to answer the call of Mother Nature yesterday, I passed by one of my colleagues who remarked that I was getting slimmer.
Fortunately, his remark is somewhat accurate. I’ve been slimming down for the past 10 months at a rate of 1 pound per month. And this is not because of any special diet or a result of a regular trip to the gym or a really conscious effort to exercise.
From a 220 pound weight at the start of this year, my last weigh in (courtesy of the height/weight/blood pressure/body fat index gadget that can be found inside most Mercury Drugstores that cost P5 per session) last Saturday placed me at 209 pounds and about 15 ounces which is roughly about 10 pounds less than my January weight.
And that weigh-in happened after a two-day food binge at my sis-in-law’s place to celebrate her birthday.
This funny because I’ve at no time over the past months made a conscious effort to really control my diet. But the culprit can be the additional amount of fibre intake I’ve been doing (oats and fibre-enriched pineapple juice) but that’s mainly to tackle my other potential problem of bad cholesterol build-up.
The only conscious effort on my part has been to find the time to walk home from the office. That’s the main exercise that I do and even though we already transferred to a new apartment, whenever I can I still try to walk even if it’s just from RCBC to my old office along Reposo-Kalayaan.
Aside from the conscious effort to “walkxercise”, the reason I’ve lost weight is a combination of the following:
• the unpredictable yet periodic attacks of my insomnia which result in reduced sleep and rest
• no-sleep nights whenever necessary to finish certain projects and assignments
• overtime and overnight work at the office
• several occasion of stomach-related, gastronomic-induced illnesses that required familiarity with the toilet bowl and gallons of rehydration fluids
retiring the guitar
My guitar needs to be retired and soon.
Last weekend, feeling musically-urged, I took out the old guitar which hasn’t seen use in over 3 months, if I recall correctly. I set at once to tuning it and immediately felt pain.
For those unknowing, my guitar is old. It’s almost twenty years old and has seen too much use. It’s not a signature or even a branded guitar (it’s a Cebu-manufactured guitar) but it has served me faithfully throughout the years churning out songs by the thousands and has been with me through several love songs, rock songs, novelty songs, socio-commentary songs I’ve composed in my younger years.
However, as the years passed, the old guitar has started to show its age. A couple of cracks on the body, a crack that runs the entire neck, are evidences that it’s about time to let it go to guitar heaven. While it is still very much playable, I only play it once in a while because playing it has been a painful experience every time. Because of its age, the fretboard and the strings now are miles apart. The string tension is so high that the strings are too thick to tab. And as you go further down the neck, the more difficult it becomes because the distance between strings and fretboard becomes wider.
Up until now, my points of my finger tips still feel a bit of a stinging because of my 15-minute bout with the old guitar. Before, I could play non-stop for 3-4 hours. Nowadays, I only play for several minutes before I give in to the pain.
It really is now time to retire the ancient thing.
long weekend
Hopefully, the long weekend will be a chance to finally get some rest.
Since the hullabaloo with
But before the long weekend can commence, there were several rush tasks done yesterday and for moi, a personal task that involved churning up reports using our freaking proprietary database system – the same one that had me spending several overtime/overnight sessions the past month.
My family and I will be making the trip to my parents at Laguna where we will be staying for the weekend. Among the activities I expect to happen at Laguna will be karaokeing, a lesson on making the native delight called moron (pronounced moo-rohn), DVD movie dates, and a potential trip to one of the malls in the south of
However, the stay at Laguna will also mean I have to revert to dial-up connection but that’s just a little downside to a great mini-vacation.
The motto for this Halloween weekend is rest, rest and more rest.
more redwall books
Books for Less once again helped with my book prowl. Late last week, I was reserved a copy of another Brian Jacques novel – Salamandastron.
The new old book will be joining the luggage that I will be hauling for the weekend.
And on my way home last night, I decided to pass by the BookSale shop fronting RCBC. After a few agonizing minutes looking through the unarranged and uncategorized stacks in the shop (why don’t they arrange them by genre like in Books for Less?), I managed to find a hardbound copy of Rakkety Tam, another Jacques book from his Redwall Series!
And speaking of books, I have yet to unpack my books and tuck them in my mini-library (of sorts, which is just a couple of shelves of the TV cabinet which I usurped from decors) since we moved to the new apartment.
I will probably be unpacking my books this coming weekend when we get back from Laguna.
Happy weekend everyone!
World-Building
Watching a portion of a National Geographic show about planets fuelled an idea for a new fantasy world that I hope to build and develop as preparation for my (hopefully) upcoming venture into fantasy fiction-writing.
Instead of starting on work this morning in the office, I allocated about three quarters of my first office hour to jotting down and sketching the rough ideas that came suddenly as a result of the NatGeo show last night.
Once I get my “world” made up and done, I can begin the writing process which begins with fulfilling the regular formula for epic fantasy as penned by one of my favourite fantasy authors, David Eddings, in his book the Rivan Codex:
• the underlying Theology
• the Quest
• the Magic “Thingamajigger”
• the Hero
• the Resident Wizard
• the Heroine
• the Villain, usually with some diabolical agenda
• the Companions, generally a multi-cultural crew who can protect the hero until he is old enough to do the killing himself
• the Romantic Interests for the Companions wherein both Companions and their Romantic Interests must be well-rounded groups, with individualized personalities and flaws
• the kings, queens, generals, courtiers and such, who make up the governments of the world
Read Wikipedia’s page about Eddings here.
Becoming Lost
In another addictive frenzy attack, my wife and I finished all the remaining episodes of Lost: Season 3 in a marathon 6-hour stretch which began on a Saturday evening at 10pm and ended at 4am the next day.
And as the reviews have touted, the third season picked up in pace and action and more questions as the episodes progressed, ending in an unusual twist of an ending – instead of a flashback, the series ended in a flash-forward!
Yes, more questions arose beginning with “What the @#$% happened?”
Now, we can’t await for the return of Lost for its fourth season.