Depressing weather

Just when I thought yesterday we have had so much fine weather, it rains.

I feel happy on such days once you see blue sky because it is a change that I think everyone wants on a rainy day.  I mean, does anyone actually want it to rain?  It is common for most people to always want sunshine. 

I have been asking myself why it is that a New Zealand city named Nelson gets so many sunshine hours.  Nelson appears to be a city that would make a nice place to live.  Here, in little Rio, there are so many religious (mostly catholic) people that are fierecly conservative and now, as you will know from my other entries, socialist.  Yes, socialist.  It isn't fun when you are an enemy of the people.

Exercise fail

Since last week I began jogging and or running almost ten kilometres!  I'm not a lean mean exercise machine but when I actually did the ten kilometres the first time I came back home and still today, I can't believe I did that.  Before, I was running three kilometres and could do that distance sometimes without stopping to catch my breath.

The ten kilometres, well, I have to move alot slower (actually, not much slower) to complete the longer distance.  Over winter, I was persuaded to eat carton after carton of cookies and cream ice cream and as a result, gained three kilograms.  After I realised how stupid that was I spent the remainder of winter trying to lose the weight I gained.  It is almost the peak of summer and according to weigh-ins I have lost one kilogram.  I dreamt of having a beach body for summer but there is still work to be done.

I do look slim.  I'm not overweight.  But I am at a medium weight for my height.  Before all the ice cream and potato chips over winter I was down to fifty eight kilograms which is one kilogram shy of being underweight!  What I need to do it seems is continue to tone.  But I am putting in so much effort and achieving little.  I am dieting and have been following the Medifast diet.  I should find a diet that is more appropriate.

I will admit that when I'm in a house full of food I just eat and eat.  I must be filling some emotional need?  Or it could be simply how I am programmed.

Today, I tried to do the long distance run again but I failed.  My legs were tired from doing it four times before, sweat kept stinging my eyes but I don't think I will give up.  I must need to rest more before I go again or go back to doing the three kilometre run.

Affectionate cat

Most cats just run away as part of their nature but this one cat I know that is grey and white is really tame.

I asked myself whether the cat was under some kind of mind control.  He or she could have been emulated by technology to do actions it wouldn't have done on its own accord.  I have a picture of the cat and I will show you, the reader, another day.

Sisters birthday

You know, I never really knew my eldest sister.  Okay, I did know her - but like me, she has been taught to live that way or the other by outsiders.

It would have been helpful if at sixteen she told me I have a mental illness (that I inherited from my father) because I think she knew.  She told me she didn't understand why our mother brought her up so bad but I had it easy from her.  Perhaps life for her in that caravan would have been different if it hadn't of been for the same outsiders harassing our mother way back when that are harassing me presently.

My family are a funny bunch.  I actually have a second sister that I found out I had at eighteen.  She is a now somewhat famous radio personality and she secretly hates her estranged mother too.  In her case, she was estranged.  Plus, the fact she works in radio is something I think I only know.

A family entangled in a web of secrecy can't be right, can it?

I have thought twice about revealing this but I haven't really spoken to my father in almost five or six months.  I know he is still a paedophile and I suspect those colours were flying decades ago.  Today, he hates women and really only loves me.  The way things are going, I will be like him in no time at all from now and if I wanted to achieve anything by telling you, the reader, that then I don't think I want to be like him.  I mean, I am named after him.

Sisters birthday

I'm so jealous.  My sister is over forty years old today.  I hope I live that long.  I guess me and her aren't on good terms because of complications to do with her personal life.  Our mother I don't think really likes her either but makes a point to stay out of her life just like she wants.  Her partner, boyfriend, husband... is something else and I don't think he is who he really says he is.  Or, if not says, then somehow professes he is.

I bet she is part of this cities socialite elite by now and I wouldn't want to ruin that for her by embarrassing her in any way.

I should have known all those years ago that she secretly hated me and still does.  Oh well, if she is reading this I would like her to know that I know why our mother brought her up so wrong but she likely already knows that anyway.  No hard feelings?

Also, I will try and not break our code of silence between us by not letting mother know that we have talked recently.  When we were in contact with each other, six years ago and I think last month... I went away thinking you were trying to persuade me to take sides.  Read paragraph three again.

Congratulations.  You share your birthday with Britney Spears.  I was singing,"Oops, I did it again..." the other day.

Can you imagine this whole entry being spoken to you in a sarcastic tone?  I can.

Fog

Well, welcome to my first entry that deviates away from almost a... the world according to unwashedflyer to something different.

It is summer here in the southern hemisphere and today was our first day of muggy weather.  I woke just before six this morning to see out the window above me, all grey.  It is kind of like the entire planet has like gravitated up to the clouds when fog can get really bad and make visibility a problem.  As I write this, it has cleared but then it is almost three in the afternoon.

Corrections and clarifications

• A clarification.  I don't consider myself a saint of the new world order.  I am more of a slave to their righteousness.  My thoughts are open to public access.  This is wrong.
• From today, the 2nd of December 2010, this blog is going to change.  This blog that does more of a reporting duty will become a diary and should give you more insight.  You will laugh, you will cry.
• Please follow me.  I have no followers.  I would prefer you not be someone who knows me offline but someone in Topeka Kansas for instance.  You need to be registered with either Google or Blogger to do that.