Combine that with my new lifestyle change: drinking my dinner. No, I'm not going back to the Red Meat and Whiskey diet (minus the red meat). I've been juicing, and I put together my first drink on Sunday. Tonight was the first time I replaced a meal with it, and I think it's going to go very well. I think I need to add more ginger to the next mix, and then it will be perfect. It tastes great going down, but it leaves a horrible aftertaste. Still, it filled me up, and I'm not hungry five hours later. I think this is going to work out. (Not to mention the fact that I'm back to working out every day, so I'm thinking I'll be dropping some pounds soon.)
I can't really eat fast food due to my gum graft, so I'll be off that for the next few weeks. All I have to do is ditch the caffeine from my diet again. And no more Sierra Mist. Holy shit, I'm fucking wired right now. That drink has some kick to it. I don't know if I'm ever going to bed tonight.
And then there's my writing career. Things are picking up quick. I have so many new releases either out or coming out soon. PAVLOV'S BITCHES is my first self-published Kindle ebook, which is now available. I had stories published in HARDBOILED and M, even though they seem to not be interested in promoting them. A new anthology came out today with my story in it, from Grinning Skull. TRIPLE ZOMBIE from Spanking Pulp, which has a great story by me in it, should be out any day, if it isn't already (I'll have to check on that tomorrow). My long-delayed book with StrangeHouse should be out by Christmas. Plus I went ahead and got myself an Amazon author page, and I revamped my website. Things are going at a frantic pace, and I love it.
I still have a book coming out from Barbarian, hopefully next year. I'm going to start the final draft of my new Jesus novel this week. Not to mention two stories I have to finish up this week, as well.
This GF probably sounds a lot like a dude sucking his own dick, and you're right. It's just that tonight I noticed how well everything is currently going for me. Usually, I'm making a list of shit that is utterly destroying me, like the DUI trial I lost so much time to, even though I won in the end. Like the shit tooth incident (and the implant story, and the gum graft story, and--). How many of you remember the time I had an abscess right next to my dick? Or the mystery illness that sent me to the ER 13 times? Or the king of them all, nearly dying when my pancreas stopped working?
So back off. Let me have this, for fuck's sake. I'm in a good mood, which is a rarity for me. Good holy fuck, do you know what I'm feeling right now?
It won't last long, but I'm going to enjoy it while it's here. Even though I'm not tired, I'm going to bed. See you all tomorrow.