Realized I have several items of clothing and watches that are from ladies' brands / origin. Like LuluLemon, Sloggi, Tenor-Dorly (35mm), a blousy linen shirt, and chef's pants (women normally cook). I use a ladies' Venus shaver. I am becoming more and more metrosexual.
Today, my watch of choice is the Swatch Sistem51 "AM51" (IIRC) -the all-black plastic model with white-tipped hands. I really like the minimalist design and the case's wrist presence. Waktu means "time" in Malay. I had been vacillating over my daily driver for some months.
Tomorrow will be October. A month when my work is recognized and my dreams, realized -that is if the ABY is correct.
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October is here -I almost forgot. My game, Sekk, is now playable, writing on my novella, SH, is in full swing. Decided not to enter any more innovation challenges -one is enough. According to the ABY, this month-year could see my success and many dreams come true. May head out to the flea market / Digital Mall later on.
The lasso ball equipment I'm prototyping is almost ready for testing. In total, it cost me $15 to make the snaring boleadoras. Hoping that manufacturers will pick up the baton and produce one for half price in sets of 2. Lasso ball could be a great game, build character worldwide.
"Get your dreams before getting your work done"
Now -how to attach the weighted balls to the rope?
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Life is short. Dad is in frequent nerve pain and his colon polyp possibly cancerous. Mom can no longer sleep and eat well and has throat ulcers. I’m okay still. My morning runs and workouts and weekly long walks keep me going. But I caved and had a tomyam ramen for lunch. One sinful meal a day… I have stopped the peanut butter and prata bread lunches tho.
This Sunday, a sabbath October 1st. What could come of these pregnant times? Will my stories finally be read? My games played? My oppressive family done in? Will I live to see the Rapture? Or will evil overtake the faithful? In the face of mounting Antichrist support, I remain a bulwark of reason, in that way, an object of hatred to the wicked but a bastion of faith while I still exist. Hopefully I will always exist!
Just ate Mom’s prawn and pork gyozas with some balsamic vinegar. Tasty. Silent prayers for Dad who bore the brunt of the American intrusion through his grandfather. Mom the same. Both rotten to the core now. Wondering if Dad would like a picture / comic strip Bible. Going. To NSK grocer on Tuesday probably.
My body looks trimmer already. The extra workout time and runs have burnt much fat. Only my skeletal right hand looks odd but is still serviceable. For the record, I don’t tear the communion bread and scratch my asshole.
Feeling hopeful about tomorrow’s clinic and a change of scene.
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Managed to get touchscreen support working in Sekk. Now people can share this fun game on trains, or at cafes. It's a low skill, high intuition problem and should be a hit. Feeling more alive after my Arip jab and while waiting, I imagined some designs for our new (smaller) house.
It will have cinder blocks on the roof sides to let in air. On the outside, tough bamboo rollup blinds. Each room will have cinder blocks over the windows, angled askew and the windows shall be butterfly hinged, top to bottom. Bathrooms will have small-stone floors which are anti-slip and maintenance free. Shouldn't cost much.
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Tomorrow morning I'll be running again but not doing too much exercise as my arm is sore from the Arip jab I had earlier today. Want to learn how to tie string around a ball so I can make the boleadoras for Lasso Ball. Sekk is now at version 3.2 and is quite good. Hope it takes off.
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Dad's cancer-free and we'll be able to enjoy his birthday celebration. I've finished coding Sekk 3.3 which has full touchscreen support. Learnt how to tie a neat ball cage and tether it to the jump rope. Should have the boleadoras done very soon. A pretty fearsome weapon -possibly the most menacing, in the world of sport.
Not writing SH which was neatly prevented by evildoers just as they prevented my Kapreka's computer idea. Just have to be steadfast and longsuffering. Maybe from something small, can come some joy. But these are hard times.