(C) Warren Ellis 2003
-- In the past three weeks, I've put in almost eighty hours of overtime. Busting my ass mercilessly at work, but I've let my actual life slide, so I still feel like I've been slacking off. I haven't had the time or really the energy to work on my kung fu this week, so I still suck. I haven't even worked on my chuck strikes, which I'll sometimes cheat and do even if I don't do anything else. I usually save them for the end of my workout as kind of a reward for myself.
-- I picked up a (nearly) full set of the Punisher Armory off Ebay this week. I've been having a grand old time reliving my childhood looking through those (Sam and I used to paw through them like they were catalogs when they first came out), but really they've served to remind me that I don't own a shotgun. I think my Christmas present to myself this year is going to be a Mossberg 12-gauge pump.
-- I'm pretty much under a self-imposed house arrest this weekned. Given that I'm so out of it that I literally ran out into traffic on Thursday because I quite simply forgot to look both ways before I crossed the street, I think it's for the best. Also, see below.
Luke-- Sorry I missed your call. I hit the button to mute my ringer instead of answer the phone and I sat there saying "Hello?" into an empty phone until I got the "you just missed a call" beep in my ear. Yet more proof that I don't need to be around things.