This is my 200th entry. It's quite something to have posted 200 entries, really. I was never a dedicated (not even somewhat dedicated) ranter/whiner/writer until I had this blog.

These days I have been feeling so weak. It's not my diet, or maybe it is...I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that I haven't been going to the gym in like 4 days. It really gives you energy by taking it all away and allowing it to regenerate. Lifting my arm 2 inches feels like I just ran from zamalek to masr el gedida!
This kind of weak feeling is actually quite pleasurable, like those cliche alcoholics you find in soap operas on T.v. It feels so helpless as if you have been fasting for years. It takes away from your appetite to do anything at all and leaves you to really face the time factor.

Measurements of good and evil choices have been eating my brain-out and the less I analyze and write about it the more it eats my brains out.

My kitten spends his day playing and then napping, and then eating, and then playing,napping, eating. I wish I could do that too.

Coffee can be a savior!