Wednesday, January 1, 2025

It's the new year...

I haven't succeeded in continuing my online novella or debugging SeTT's AI. Instead I worked on an RPG template which will go live on my site today. The evil Liew witches and their valuable captives continue to trouble the mindspaces.

My hospital appointment is in 3 weeks. 3 weeks to get fit. Was thinking of a brief run this evening, around the block, as the weather is fine.

Yea, it's 2025 and December 2024 came and went without major incident. Wondering what will happen this month, if anything. It's been a year of false starts and fresh beginnings and just a few things were borne to fruition.

  1. LassoBall failed
  2. SeTT failed
  3. Tennis wall failed
  4. Online novel failed
  5. Cycling failed
  6. Fletching arrows failed
  1. RPG succeeded
  2. New rules ballgames succeeded
  3. Christian novella succeeded
  4. Critical songs (Even my Heart, Evermore) succeeded
  5. My DiZi (bamboo flute) skills improved

Yet to happen: my retirement, where I take up drawing and watercolor. Yet to see my ex-GF.

It's been a mixed bag this 2024. Maybe a year to remember for its violence and watershed events. It was just last month that we moved to the shoebox, our new place where we shall weather the Tribulation run-up among kinder people.

I like my new room. It's peaceful and decorated with a few of my favorite things. Mainly there is a small white table, a black swivel and lean chair, and a bed and gray wardrobe. A fan on a small pine stool and matching towel rack, my 2 guitars and various footballs. A Takara Starscream stands on the table, some fake plants in small pots left by Mom, adjacent to my laptop and tablet, and my art materials.

A year of ups and downs. Discovering the elaborate machinery / manipulation woven by clever once-children that's choking the world. Failing to help the Royals overcome the Liew witchy 6 and their armies of kids and infants. Teaching that fell on deaf ears -others that stuck. Visiting an Apple Store for the first time. Dad fighting off his prostate cancer.

Signs and indicators that were nebulous. More later...

Another terror attack in America. Truck driver ploughed down and shot New Year revellers. This month’s ABY reading predicts a lot of debate / legal wrangling and a peace deal maybe.

Had breakfast out with Dad. Am at the old house for a bit. Heading back to the shoebox. May pack along some things.

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