G’Day Mate

Just thought I’d pop in and say hi. Alarm went off at 7am because i forgot to turn it off and my phone apparently is still in the self-help psychosis i managed to break free from. So i got up went in the living room, turned off the damn alarm and went back to bed. Got my laptop out and checked email and then watched some videos from my youtube watchlist. Some philosophy, some music business, some ufc and other unimportant shit that made me think i no longer need youtube in my life. Tried to sleep again but couldn’t so marked 7am on the calendar (i am tracking waking/sleeping times). Knew i need a shower because it’s been 4 days since my last one (you dont get dirty on a fast). But wasn’t sure if i should go do workout in the park before or do it later. Then i realised it’s a fine morning to go to my favorite coffee place and do some writing there. So i got in the shower and even tried to have a wank thinking about an ex-lover mixed with some porn scenes or something. Used my hair conditioner for lube but after the first attempt and with conditioner still in hair and beard, turned off the shower and brushed teeth. Let that conditioner really sink in. So after that i tried to pull off again but still failed (rock hard just couldn’t cum but also wanted to save the juice for later to feel that god energy) and so I finally rinsed hair and beard which were really soft now and go out. I knew this longer conditioning time would pay off later with the ease of brushing which can be a laborsome activity with thick hair like mine. I have learned a few hacks to lessen the tangles, which i might share at some point in my “long hair/beard mastery for men” online course (with upgrade for 1-1 coaching). So i got dressed while listening to music (i remember really enjoying Toto’s orphans). wanted to look good and smell good because hey, i was already feeling good. So put on my black jeans, black shoes and colorful gay ass silk shirt i bought used. I even thought about shaving beard completely but a messenger appeared in the supermarket yesterday at the final queue for payment. He appeared in the form of an asian bloke who said “love the beard man, dont ever shave it”. Then he showed me a photo of him with a beard, and said he shaved it last week and regretted it. I said thanks and thought wow, the lord sure works in mysterious way. Usually nobody ever talks to anyone here so we had a brief chat which was kind of nice. But still thought about shaving all night and morning because long beard gets annoying sometimes. And i thought a shave might be a good way to mark my rebirth. But after looking at myself in the mirror for awhile (from different angles including the side mirror things) and thinking… i will look like a tranny again without my beard, my face is too weird to pull off that look. And so i decided fuck it, just keep the beard. Maybe the ladies in this moped-tuning town i live in (“mopon-virittäjät” in finnish… they also tune old shitty cars and annoy the fuck out of me) are not into this jesus look but what the hell, aint got time for women anyways, i can just beat off to memories and fantasies to curb my sexuality. It’ll pay off at some point. LET IT GROW (great clapton song)!! Anyways, went out to the coffee place, a cute girl opened the doors who inspired some dirty thoughts in the viking-mirror-mind but i was friendly and ordered a big coffee and went to my favorite place in the back, writing in my notebook while listening to songs on shuffle on my ipod. Pretending to look cool and wondering if the other people think i am someone. After that i came home to write this. The day is still young. I feel creative, horny, wild and free. Kind of like this song: