Good afternoon, Stroock's Books commune.
We got back to the gym yesterday. It felt good, but we were extremely tired last night and had a hard time waking up this morning. The last time that happened we ended up with a wire run up our wrist to clear a 95% artery blockage. If that's what were back to, then this seven-year drug regimen has been a complete waste of time. At last check our triglyceride count came in at 460, down from about 640 a year before. By the way, 250 is the triglyceride danger zone. And you fucking people wonder why this blog is generally fatalistic.
We've spent the whole goddamn week having trouble focusing. Actually it's been like that for several weeks. What's up with that? Still, we are slugging our way through multiple projects.
Yes, we are tired, annoyed and generally pissed off today.
What Will's Watching, Kenobi - Episode 3: It's not good. It's not bad. It's just meh. Kenobi - Episode 3 feels like a mid season episode of a middling, mid-80s police drama...coming up on Riptide....
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