Jury Roll And Calorie Maths (Part 5) – Mad Chaos: November 30, 1998

Stubborn On A Lazy Monday

For the rest of the day Lyssa and I basically lounged around and as I wanted to get it on one more time to soothe my hunger to fulfill my needs Lyssa had other plans. Lyssa didn’t feel like doing anything and as she said that she contradicted what she had told me the night before, be a bit selfish in what you want sometimes.

Well, this was one of those times that I was trying to be selfish but it just didn’t work. Lyssa started watching ‘Ricki Lake’ and I got upset for a little while then the tables turned when Lyssa wanted to have a smoke and I repeatedly told her no.

Watching Lyssa smoke was not going to help my mood out and I heard Lyssa saying “I would do it for you”. If we changed the situation around to most things that I’ve asked of Lyssa (To make it easy, things that don’t revolve around sex because there’s just too much things Lyssa’s promised there in her day) the truth is she wouldn’t do it for me.

Eventually I realized that Lyssa’s persistency was getting on my nerves so I walked outside waiting for her. A minute or two later I walked back inside but I knew as I walked in she didn’t’ get the hint of why I walked outside, even when I told her where I was going.

Mum Spits Off The Balcony

While Lyssa was having herself a smoke my mum was upstairs on the balcony and as she usually does when having a smoke she was spitting downwards. Lyssa had seen this act from my mum before but wasn’t that much more grossed out than the first time she witnessed it. Lyssa only had half her smoke and when she was finished I brought the both of us back inside.

The tension of accompanying Lyssa while she had her smoke didn’t really relieve any tension, it held no purpose other than stopping Lyssa from driving me insane with her persistency. Bringing some food down Lyssa actually had some of my mum’s home cooking, rice with chicken. Lyssa had her fair share of the food and as we devoured it in short time we sat back on the waterbed watching television.

A Gym Day Lost

Lyssa knew I had to work out at the Gym and she was going to leave me early in the day but the day was prolonged by our boredom and when Lyssa finally left at 5:30 p.m. it was too late to visit the Gym.

Not only that but bad sleep the night before and a lazy lifestyle hours before I was supposed to head for the Gym made me think twice and also think about the last time I trained with no sleep. Therefor, I have no Gym workout to add to this column but you can be sure the first of the month will have one, the summer of love…

A Cuddle That Was A Hoax

Informing Lyssa that I hadn’t slept the night before she told me she could make it all better and as she walked over to the door and turned off the light then closed the curtains I thought that Lyssa was going to fulfill my desires, oral sex. Why else would she be trying to conceal our imagery from inside, well there was another reason.

I hope that Lyssa didn’t see the surprise and curiosity on my face as I lay on my back in shock of what I thought Lyssa was going to do. I didn’t know what to think, I didn’t know whether to start getting ready or what but lucky I didn’t.

Lyssa told me to lay down next to her and as I did and she also lay down I realized it was all a hoax to my mind. Dumping myself down onto my bed Chest first to hide what had just been growing since Lyssa turned the lights off I lay with Lyssa’s arms around me.

Still I thought Lyssa was going to move them hands lower and lower as she gently rubbed her hands on my stomach but there was no action there. For fifteen minutes she tried to get me to sleep but it didn’t happen. Instead Lyssa went to sleep for at least three hours.

The time arrived to 5:30 p.m. and as Lyssa told me she should head off to let me get to the Gym I told her of my intentions not to go. Still, she called a Taxi and waiting in my room for a couple of minutes and getting a kiss from Lyssa on the lips I walked her to the front and had seen her off for my Monday afternoon.

The rest of the day was spent on my computer as I had nothing else to do and not expecting Lyssa to call me for the rest of the night I was content with just chilling. Around 10:45 p.m. is when Shawn and Tatton came over but that doesn’t need too much explaining…

Counting My Daily Calories

Just a bit off track while this month winds down, let me speak of a topic called ‘Daily Caloric Intake’. Basically, I eat the same kind of thing everyday due to my mum’s bad fortnightly shopping plan but I make do on what I get. Earlier tonight I worked out what I basically have to eat everyday give or take an item or two. What I’ve also done is worked out the caloric intake for all of these foods consumed per day and I’ve worked out the protein, fat and carbohydrate intakes as well. In an average day I eat these foods…

Sardine Sandwich, 200g Spaghetti, 400g Broccoli, 1 Meat Pie, 4 Pieces of Chicken and a normal Ham Sandwich… Here is the caloric content and information for these foods. If you ask me I have to cut down just a little on my fats but let’s see them in a percentage…

2800 calories

Protein: 217 868 31.1%

Fat: 80 720 25.5%

Carbohydrates: 304 1216 43.4%

This calculation is pretty much all over the place and I think I have to increase the amount of protein in my caloric intake as well as decrease some of the fat within that same diet. This month sure has started to bring color into my Diary, maybe it will become a trend, you never know. There is a form sitting right next to me here that also deserves a mention in my Diary.

A Jury Roll Letter

It is a notice of inclusion on the Jury Roll letter and if I don’t send it back to them within two weeks I’ll get a hefty $1000 fine, pretty stupid. Anyway, I’ve got it out so I don’t forget to mail it to the suckers, I won’t get to serve the Government though, they pick a certain type.

Now the time is 6:21 a.m. and my night is officially over regarding literature of the last two days. Now I can speak freely and freely I will speak as I always do with this Diary. There is nothing held back unless I feel that it doesn’t need to be written and it won’t gratify me in any way. What I will note is that as I was looking back in my past dietary plans I came across a calendar for 1993 and it hard all the weights I had done since the start of January 1993 up until March or April.

This obviously means I bought my 1993 Diary around that time and this also reminds me that I had been training only with push ups, my home bench press and sit ups for the whole time in 1992. I must have started weights in 1992 and it’s no reason I’ve stunted my growth. I’d like to think that if I didn’t start weight lifting at such an early age I would have been as tall as my brother right now but my height has its advantages.

Goodbye To The Month

Now I broil with envy as I take off my golden chain holding in place the golden ‘T’ of faith. Envious of the bed that lies vacuous with pillows and blankets waiting upon me to lie where last night Lyssa lay with me. This month starts alone and hopefully for all the great reasons of being companionless. The fate charm has been laid also to rest it’s weary eyes that cannot see but show nonetheless all it is capable of.

Let mud not flick upon my feet in these hours so bare without trust to faith. Let sleep not be deprived in these minute hours of slumber. Let me just be, let me sign my canvas with dreams of the Artisan. Let these dreams be of the future as only the Artisan can perceive them and place imagery into such a mind. Let this new month be advantageous to the oath of my golden chain that holds fate and faith in hand. Let time not waste any more, let me now finish my soliloquy.

There’s none more to say for the end of this month. It’s been trying, it’s been testing and in the concluding days it was a mess. Now I shall leave this month not knowing if Lyssa deliberately kept the ring and with an emptiness that was not filled when I had my chance with Lyssa. Now I shall probably have to wait until this weekend but I feel that this weekend I am going out to ‘Waves’ on Saturday night so stay tuned for December’s nights, the nights of moistened heat and passionate heat, the summer of longevity, the summer of love…