I'm kinda down guys, ngl.
Found out an acquaintance of mine makes almost double what I do, literally doing menial physical work in shifts. Almost fucking double. And I work in a white collar office, grinding all day. I'm happy for the guy, as he's kicking ass based on what he could get given his background; but I can't deny hearing that shit soured me. Pay review is up soon, and I'm expecting some handsome commission later this month. Maybe that'll cheer me up...
Gym work is going stellar. 5kg added to my total this year already, and we're only two days in. Some lofty goals set for 2022, but the way things are going I'm confident I can wreck them all. A 100kg strict press last week, which I can reasonably say makes me strong as fuck.
I'm supposed to be hitting Spain with my cousins in February, but to tell the truth I dont want to go anywhere if I have to shell out for a single PCR test or related bullshit. It's all a big fucking grift, and I'm not going along with it. Flights were almost nothing, so I don't mind taking a loss there.
Christmas and NYE were non-starters this time round. I just wasn't feeling it at all, and I'm someone who loves that shit. Last year I went the whole nine yards, making Christmas cookies, drunken charades, a roast dinner, everything. I didn't even send cards out this year.
It's my birthday in a few days. Some girl I've been seeing casually wants to make me dinner, but honestly, I'll probably just finish work and head home, maybe recon at weekend. Totally going through the motions right now.
Without COVID, I'd be in Asia right now living it up. That'll take some time to get over, whew.