Full Moon Confession
I'm a day late. Whoopsie. I was distracted by my Brick DVD, pardon.
It's been two weeks already? Where does the time go? The weeks, the months, this year is just flying by. Guess that happens when there are no such things as seasons where I live.
My major no-no this time around is drinking. I found that I like bourbon. A bunch. I bought a big ol' 1.75 liter bottle at Sam's Club ($19!) and had three Beam & Cokes before a movie on Friday night. I drank them quick. I was going for silly and I pretty much got there. I can drink with my new buddy Beam like I can't drink any other hard liquor. Or even beer. Thanks Tom Waits. I'm sure one day I'll be able to say "I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up", too. But hopefully not. It breaks the fifth vow of practice. Which is the one that makes it easier to break the other four, kind of like that last Jenga piece.
I got on my cushions once or twice. It felt really nice, but not nice enough that I get up early. Maybe if meditation felt like having sex I'd be doing it every chance I got. I just need to force myself into a schedule and then follow through until it becomes habit, but that first step is the kicker. I am still Jack's Complete Lack of Motivation.
I did remember to fast yesterday, and I have been reading books on my practice a bit more. Maybe I'm getting up steam again. Here's hoping, heh.
I've been a lazy at work, but not as much as the previous weeks have seen. Instead of having things waiting for me from the day previous when I get in every morning I've been getting all the loose ends tied up. I've even had some time for those extra projects I need to start on, but I haven't started them. I'm rationalizing and saying Monday is a good day to start projects, not a Wednesday or something preposterous like that. It's amazing how much BS we tell ourselves, and how much we actually buy into.
Anger management has been good. Annoyance management appears good too, if I remember correctly. Except for the Death March, but that wasn't so bad. I was more disappointed than annoyed. I've even been helping out around the house more than usual. Although my half-fake sighs and complaining usually goe with it.
I "stole" a 1.5" binder and 186 pages of printer paper this week. The writer/director of Brick released the entire script and original novella he wrote for the movie online for free on Monday and I had to print it out. You may say obsessed. I say healthy hobby.
I think that's it. I feel better about all this, though. So I hope that's a sign of acceptance and not apathy. I'm not as grim as this writing sounds, I guess it's just the style I have for the day.
Have a good one.
- BuddhaDave
It's been two weeks already? Where does the time go? The weeks, the months, this year is just flying by. Guess that happens when there are no such things as seasons where I live.
My major no-no this time around is drinking. I found that I like bourbon. A bunch. I bought a big ol' 1.75 liter bottle at Sam's Club ($19!) and had three Beam & Cokes before a movie on Friday night. I drank them quick. I was going for silly and I pretty much got there. I can drink with my new buddy Beam like I can't drink any other hard liquor. Or even beer. Thanks Tom Waits. I'm sure one day I'll be able to say "I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up", too. But hopefully not. It breaks the fifth vow of practice. Which is the one that makes it easier to break the other four, kind of like that last Jenga piece.
I got on my cushions once or twice. It felt really nice, but not nice enough that I get up early. Maybe if meditation felt like having sex I'd be doing it every chance I got. I just need to force myself into a schedule and then follow through until it becomes habit, but that first step is the kicker. I am still Jack's Complete Lack of Motivation.
I did remember to fast yesterday, and I have been reading books on my practice a bit more. Maybe I'm getting up steam again. Here's hoping, heh.
I've been a lazy at work, but not as much as the previous weeks have seen. Instead of having things waiting for me from the day previous when I get in every morning I've been getting all the loose ends tied up. I've even had some time for those extra projects I need to start on, but I haven't started them. I'm rationalizing and saying Monday is a good day to start projects, not a Wednesday or something preposterous like that. It's amazing how much BS we tell ourselves, and how much we actually buy into.
Anger management has been good. Annoyance management appears good too, if I remember correctly. Except for the Death March, but that wasn't so bad. I was more disappointed than annoyed. I've even been helping out around the house more than usual. Although my half-fake sighs and complaining usually goe with it.
I "stole" a 1.5" binder and 186 pages of printer paper this week. The writer/director of Brick released the entire script and original novella he wrote for the movie online for free on Monday and I had to print it out. You may say obsessed. I say healthy hobby.
I think that's it. I feel better about all this, though. So I hope that's a sign of acceptance and not apathy. I'm not as grim as this writing sounds, I guess it's just the style I have for the day.
Have a good one.
- BuddhaDave
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