Midweek runningz

sh*t, 2 weeks without press ups and sit ups. Abnormal in my scheme of things but even more will the effect be felt when I eventually resume from the laziness that's had me give up on these daily exercise since I suffered my last burn out. *sighs* I'm en route B town to pick up some illustrations for Iyke's digital repaint. He'd mentioned the need for it while at the hub yesterday. "Arrgh" was my initial mental response knowing I'd have been saved this commute at the expense of some other pressing runnings had he mentioned it over the weekend while I was on a brief retreat (the term for any state that gurantees me of a good diet, cable tv and good rest). Anyways, gotta do what I gotta do; no complaints. Mom's already used it as an opportunity to sneak in an errand so I'm making a stop at grandpa's crib *hello Alhaji, how's heaven?*. Hmm, no response. Gues he's in the middle of his prayer. Anyways, should be a breeze except uncle M's in and we have to run a small check-in on the hustle cos we'r sorta playing in similar spaces if you know what I mean. Only difference I must mention is hommie has two kids and a hubby overshadowing the extent his returns in the game can cover. At the risk of sounding selfish, he's living his choice man. I recall what is today his burden (used postively) was yesterdays's love affair at its peak. Sorry Siju but maybe this forms part of who I am: unblind to love where the game's concerned :-). It's for our greater good, I must add :-).
What more, today feels like I'm not gonna get much done in terms of work. But hey, on the brighter side, I already did some stuvs this morning pushing pixels and keyframes for yet another module of the NICO project plus paper works and a mail to HIM. May well spend some time with ZEA or the Bully on my way back God willing. Maybe even swig some beers. Been ages I had the occasional indulgence. It's midweek I know but interestingly, my life knows little or no difference between weekdays or weekends. Little wonder, I don't buy into the TGIF cliche. I'm living and loving life as it is everyday, no difference. Here's hoping mom doesn't raise eyebrows over my hair. Hey, before you raise those eybrows too, I don't have a hawk style on. That's like wearing a tattoo: not even in my next life. Wait a minute, did I mention Siju talked of getting one!!! More on the issue later as I hope to specially dedicate a whole epistle to that. Back to the former. What I rather have on is a 3 months old haircut that's gone unattended to by a clipper. Call it an afro but my mum says otherwise. Dad's not said jack like he did when I had one back in High school (high kini? :-)). Okay, I'm aiite though. Just thought to wear a different look. I'll be making some significant appearances in less than a year from now and I've been mulling the idea of a Prof Soyinka kinda look. Against my aversion for glasses too, I hope to don a Pa Awolowo or ZIK styled spec to complete the academic look. Funny as it is same way it was when the idea first crossed my mind but here I am living it like every other one that started out from the abstract. *sighs* should I keep typing on this third screen or simply lay back moping in this crowded bus where I'm sardined between my compatriots? I'll settle for the heaven that I know in doing this :-). I think I may finally have a piece for naijastories in form of a peom thus finally ending my 6 months drought on the platform. I owe the platform man. Besides Asabe my early fan whose comments have spurred me onto this, naijastories itself represents a significant factor in what's become of this monster :-). Wow, I'm so loving doing this right now oblivious to the chaos around me. Feels like heaven man. Mom says she has a pot of beans waiting for me when I do get home Isha Allah. You don't want to know what the alternative woulda been had I stayed put at home in Festac. Oh, what price I have to pay for kitchen laziness. And to think I took home economics as a subject in primary school...hmmm. Anyways, there's a reason for all of this. Siju woulda been no fit were it not for her kitchen whiz. Okay, the reason it's not evident in my body weight's cos it's my stature plus me and her rarely see. Yeah, she's working duh! And just in case, you read somewhere in this same blog of a Siju in Jos with fam in Kd bla bla bla, I hope you get the whole picture by now. Forget the mystery for now. If yearning for a game, check with Maliyo or Gidi games :-). Yeah, I know the dudes behind the foregoing. Great inspiration to asa. Like Pledge 51, like Ithena...major motivation for moi. In God I trust so only a matter of time before I join the list of celebrated ones serving inspirations for those behind. Yeah man, Nigeria's home. Some of us were made for here. No complaints. Just straight making sense of what God's handed to us. Lemme switch to the likely piece for naijastories. This one's good to go.