10-05-2016, 11:58 AM
Resistance today. Extremely, EXTREMELY fatigued. And this has been happening a lot lately. The other day, I slept for 11 hours. I know the insane conditioning I've been doing for boxing (I'm thinking of having a few amateur fights in mid 2017) is contributing, but man. This is crazy. Speaking of conditioning, I wonder if MHS would help with recovery... so I could train more. Sorta like a virtual steroid. Should possibly consider making MHS 5.5g and marketing it to athletes in that manner.
YOU'RE WELCOME, SHANNON
Anyway, the fatigue hasn't been this bad since AM6. Good news is, the DMSI morphine drip returned. I can feel the "headache" in the background -- best way I can explain it -- while the euphoria covers it up. I still just wanna sleep. As a result, I've gotten minimal work done today, and it's kind of a crunch time. Got a few products that need to come out soon that I'm probably going to have to push back. Puts finances in a bind, but I'll survive.
Going out with "P" tonight. Beautiful black woman from The Gambia. Amazing smile, awesome curves. Has that "submissive" look. You ever seen those women that you KNOW has that good pussy? Yeah, she's one of them. If I can push through this resistance, I'm definitely going for the lay. Problem is, I'm so exhausted that I almost considered flaking. Then I realized that this flaking habit is probably a fear and that I need to push through.
My personality is evolving. I realize that the edge is still there, it's just sharp as a blade, cut like a diamond. Before, it was like a blunt instrument, just bashing away at anything that pissed me off. Now, it's only unsheathed when it needs to be, to let people know that I'm not to be fucked with.
Female "friend" from before is still trying to shame me for something I said. Got angry when I told her to change my name in her phone to "Trigger Warning" if it bothers her so bad.
Her response: "IDK to whom you're speaking with this shit." (Trying to exalt herself above me with the "who do you think you're talking to" crap.)
My response: "#DidILieTho" (Subtext: Fuck your feelings. Realz over feelz.)
YOU'RE WELCOME, SHANNON
Anyway, the fatigue hasn't been this bad since AM6. Good news is, the DMSI morphine drip returned. I can feel the "headache" in the background -- best way I can explain it -- while the euphoria covers it up. I still just wanna sleep. As a result, I've gotten minimal work done today, and it's kind of a crunch time. Got a few products that need to come out soon that I'm probably going to have to push back. Puts finances in a bind, but I'll survive.
Going out with "P" tonight. Beautiful black woman from The Gambia. Amazing smile, awesome curves. Has that "submissive" look. You ever seen those women that you KNOW has that good pussy? Yeah, she's one of them. If I can push through this resistance, I'm definitely going for the lay. Problem is, I'm so exhausted that I almost considered flaking. Then I realized that this flaking habit is probably a fear and that I need to push through.
My personality is evolving. I realize that the edge is still there, it's just sharp as a blade, cut like a diamond. Before, it was like a blunt instrument, just bashing away at anything that pissed me off. Now, it's only unsheathed when it needs to be, to let people know that I'm not to be fucked with.
Female "friend" from before is still trying to shame me for something I said. Got angry when I told her to change my name in her phone to "Trigger Warning" if it bothers her so bad.
Her response: "IDK to whom you're speaking with this shit." (Trying to exalt herself above me with the "who do you think you're talking to" crap.)
My response: "#DidILieTho" (Subtext: Fuck your feelings. Realz over feelz.)