Wake Up with the Sunshine.

It's been awhile. Let's catch up.

God willing this'll be a pretty big entry. It's just been long enough for some tantalizing developments to pile-up. My fasting has concluded. I did well, and I've been reading sporadically through Liber Null, which has detailed the interconnectedness of emotions with their juxtaposed counterparts, as well as the two-pronged dilemma of relying on peaked emotions as a catalyst - as you repeatedly invoke them, you'll deaden yourself to them and become increasingly "debauched" for lack of a better word as you work harder and harder to chase the elusive peak you'd once been able to readily utilize for your spiritual endeavors. It's not unlike the unattainable initial high of any addict. A firm grip upon your wants, instincts, and even your mind is needed to push past the brink and then recompose and continue as if you hadn't.

This is all largely spiritual, however, and I probably seem a bit of a pretentious jackass discussing it. Moving onto a bit more physical of concepts, I'd been speaking to Eiki with regard to Transhumanism - the idea of humanity being surpassed or bettered through it's own endeavors. I'd actually considered just pasting the discussion here and pretending it's an entry, but that seems really dumb in retrospect. We discuss everything from Nietzsche, to Space Travel, to Deus-Ex; if you'd like to read it, I've uploaded the Entirety of the Discussion to Pastebin for your browsing pleasure, if that's your cup of tea or you're simply nosy or curious.

I've been keeping up with my jog-a-few-miles, lift-weights alternating work-out and it's doing wonders. My stamina for running has always been small because of my asthma and weak lungs, but I've managed to the point that I can run two miles uninterrupted. It's taxing, but I've been working to do it every other day to success. I have trouble doing it on the uneven roads, but I can do it without anything beyond casual stretching at the track. It feels promising, and I'm hoping to be sporting an even better physique soon.

I've been trying out some really slick recipes as of late. I'd like to cook for Emily when I've arranged to visit, the available date to do so I hope to receive today alongside my wire frames for my glasses. Emily had never enjoyed coconut as a breading, so I'd taken the liberty of learning to make...

COCONUT WHITING WITH MANGO SALSA

I am desperately hoping that this not only will serve as a romantic dish to have with Emily, but something new and adventurous for her to enjoy. As I understand, she's not a fan of coconut, because her Father
(Colossal douche.) enjoys it regularly, so I was determined to make something that would change that opinion. If you've ever had Coconut Shrimp, it's pretty amazing. This spat all over Coconut Shrimp while it was down and then smoked a cigar with its former friends.

I hope the Carrot and Sweet Potato Soup I hope to make beside it goes over half as well - the ingredients are far odder, and to my dismay include the ever-expensive but delicious carrot juice.

I also made what can only be described as the most unhealthy pancakes ever. Remember those Pancakes from a ways back? The chocolate-banana ones? They were a precedent-establishing case. Now whenever she wakes up, my little sister pulls me away from my morning coffee to ask for pancakes, heedlessly unaware of the ass-pain that is scrubbing mixing bowls at 7:00 AM. Today, I caved. I said, "We don't have any bananas," and she asserted, "We have discount M&M's!" so I wound up making M&M Pancakes. Which she then covered in chocolate syrup.

Yes. M&M and Chocolate Syrup flavored Fried Dough. I didn't get a picture. I was too ashamed.
Even the Amandine from months back were healthier than that. She ate them while watching a documentary on the Green River Murderer.
Aah, youth.

I spent last night discussing Vidya with Liam. Lately, he's on a Monster Hunter and Katamari Damacy kick. I've never played either, but EVERYONE with a soul loves the Katamari theme-song, and I happen to have a favorite monster, which I have distantly admired for years while people played Monster Hunter. It's the Khezu. The Khezu is quite possibly the most charming monster ever.

In addition to resembling a cross between an uncircumcised penis and the Scolex of a Tapeworm, it is also my favorite monster because of its titanic, electrified, tooth-ringed, and featureless face resembling the Headsucker's from the Powerpuff Girls or Ninomae's Flandre. I love it. It's also inadvertently spawned an inside joke where everything pertains to Khezu. In addition to everything pertaining to Khezu, Khezu is also known to "Use the Sun Ring," and "Think Male-Ninja is Good," both of which are kind of their own in-joke, too.

Beyond that, there's not a whole lot going on. I've been reading about Circe on the side. I've been turning the idea of writing a Fallout: New Vegas story for quite some time now, because it's been a very long time since I've ever written anything like that. I wanted to write a Gummo parallel to it about a year ago, where Jarrod Wiggley would embark on a Caravan Trip with Solomon and Tummler, who would spend their days raping dying Raiders as opposed to disabled prostitutes, killing Geckos instead of cats with a pellet rifle for Huntz for profit, and taking Jet as opposed to sniffing glue. I never did. Since, I've been turning an idea about a young Priestess in Caesar's Legion who tries to create a revolt and rises to distinction - I'd planned her to be named Circe and be defined by Circe's knowledge of flora and fauna and her treachery. I don't think I'll do it, though. I've just not got time to, but the idea's there. Dustin's pitched the idea of writing up a big adventure bit. I'll probably just expend my extra creativity there and save myself the trouble of writing alone.

Oh. Shit. I forgot I have mail to get out in addition to mail to receive. I guess I'll leave out on that. Thanks for reading. Also, Khezu.