T minus 1 and a wake-up. I am only hoping I continue waking up, as my left arm is still numb and has now started to creep up into my neck. I wish this were a made up scenario for this series, but it's not. I am very apprehensive now. I have Googled the symptoms … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen, 30 and a Wake-Up
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37 Days to Zen, 2 Days until Jesus Comes Back
T-minus 2 days and I don't know if it's the standard daily depression or being depressed for knowing I will not be able to call away for a pizza in three days. Either way, it sucks. Breakfast - normal daily operating procedures with the Swiss Cake Rolls and Monster. White labeled sugar-free is the preferred … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen, 2 Days until Jesus Comes Back
37 Days to Zen – Maybe I Could Get the Cliffnotes
T-minus 3 days until I begin hating myself for bettering myself, much different than hating myself for destroying myself today. Waking up this morning was the same as the past several years, I didn't want to get out of bed even though I couldn't sleep anymore. My back hurts so bad at night that I … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Maybe I Could Get the Cliffnotes
37 Days to an Asylum – Which Might be Zen
T-minus 4 days. Four days until I wave a tearful goodbye to Taco Bell for a while. Wendy's Baconator. McDonald's McMuffins. Hell, I am choking up a little as I type this out. Well, the choking might be Swiss Cake Roll induced, as four of those little brown devils is what I had for breakfast. … Continue reading 37 Days to an Asylum – Which Might be Zen
37 Days to Zen, 2 Days Until I Slit my Throat – Day 3
My mood swings are the same, as they should be since my diet hasn't changed, going from happy while eating to borderline suicidal hours after consumption. And if you think I am joking about the depression, you haven't spent the last few years with me. It's real, and I am now beginning to believe it's mostly food related.
37 Days to Either a Heartattack or Zen – Day 2
So, with day 2 in the books, I felt good for a total of an hour and a half, the total time it took me to consume my meals. The rest of the day I remained as sluggish as always, irritable, and an uneasy feeling now growing in the pit of my stomach.
37 Days to Zen – Day 1
T-minus 7 days until my body begins to go into complete and total shock. I have grown tired of feeling tired, aching, stressed, and feeling completely useless in the universe. Day one consisted of the regular day to day operations of being a complete failure on a planetary scale.
37 Days to Zen – Introduction
Over the past eight years, I have been on again off again with so many things that should have been "life changing." Diets (I lost 100 pounds on one over a nine-month period), yet can't seem to stay on one for any serious amount of time. Meditation (I have tried countless videos from awakening my … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Introduction
Nothing Says “I’m Lovin it” Like a Little Hate with your Coffee
I just finished my sausage McMuffin and was thumbing through a few saved articles from yesterday to catch up on reading. The weather outside was frightful, as winds had picked up to the point that the power lines were dancing three or four feet at a time. The trees were all but snapping, as limbs … Continue reading Nothing Says “I’m Lovin it” Like a Little Hate with your Coffee
Kilt and Clover
My dad and I were spending some time together last week, and while meandering around the Lake, we decided to have lunch at a new joint I have been dying to try out: Kilt and Clover. Kilt and Clover is an Irish style establishment and so far as I know the only one at Lake of the Ozarks.
Chop's Guide to the Galaxy 