Sunday, 28 August 2005

Smoke-free for one year, baby!

Yep, exactly one year ago I thought to myself: what if I quit smoking?

So here I am now, 365 days later and at least 3650 cigarettes not smoked in the meantime. Do I feel better? Hell if I know. Not really. I mean I don’t think so…

But I gained at least 4 kilograms and now the total overweight since I stopped training amounts to something around 20kg. Not good at all.

I really need to shape up, dammit! has given me the title “Doctor of Quitology” (you need to scroll near the bottom of the page to find “Tudorminator”, my nickname). The truth is I have smoked three or four cigarettes this year…

Thursday, 25 August 2005

Thursday, 4 August 2005

My depression resonates…

… with Adrian Belew’s last album, called Side Two.

Yes, it’s strange because it’s not something I would normally listen to very often, at times it gets too experimental for my lack of patience and mood. Continue Reading