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For some reason I’m off the charts motivated lately. I’ve gotten considerable organizational work done on the book and written a chapter and a half myself, I’m putting in nice volume grinding/making videos and I’m working out constantly. I thought I’d write up what my current living schedule looks like:

5:45am: Wake up, immediately urinate, register for all my tournaments; I will sit out the first half hour of two of them. Do not eat but drink a glass of water. Put on clothes and go either running in Albert Park or to the gym on my block. In the event I go to Albert Park I’ll spend five minutes stretching and roughly 30 minutes running. If I go to the gym I’ll spend five minutes on a warm up run, five minutes stretching then ~20 minutes working a boxing bag followed by ~25 minutes on a bike cranked up to eighth level of 10.

6:50am: Return home. Shower quickly and begin playing poker while in my towel, debate closing my blinds but decide they get what they pay for, spend the next hour grinding in the towel.

7:30am: Locate a protein bar, some fruits, cashews, and skim milk and devour them for breakfast.

8:00am: Attempt to locate clean underwear; sometimes succeed. Either way I’ve got pants on by 8:10 and I’m not free balling.

8:10am: Fire up ‘The Daily Show’ on comedycentral.com before I have too many tables up, feel nostalgic for college watching it.

9:15am: My last registered tournament goes off here most days, though in the case of Sunday and Monday (Australia that is) registration will go for considerably longer.

~12:00pm: Attempt to locate food. Often grill something or simply use fruits and nuts to hold myself over if I’m expecting an earlier finish to my day.

~1pm to 5pm: Finish grinding for the day. For most of the week I expect to finish around 2:30pm. Spend roughly 10 minutes getting out of conversations online then immediately go to the gym. On Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday I start with five minutes of a warm up run, five minutes of stretching, then roughly 45 minutes of fairly intense weight lifting followed by a 20 minute ride on the bike at level eight. On Thursday and Saturday it is either the run in the park work out or the boxing work out, depending on which I did not do that morning.

~4:00pm: Around this time most days I walk to Subway and purchase anywhere between six and 18 inches of Sub that contains bread, roasted chicken, lettuce, cucumber, capsicum and carrot. It has no sauce or salt and pepper, that’s for damn sure. I eat six inches of it on the street and people watch the insanity that is Carlisle street pass me by (last week I saw a guy slap a woman, slap a guy, then storm off; I believe it was some form of family incident, I was given the transvestites number there, I saw a bare-chested old man cross the street with a massive bottle of open booze he was swilling and it's home of the female barista who gives me the strangest attitude no matter how mundane what I say is and the old woman in the kitchen who demands 50% of my next poker score.)

~5:00pm: Attempt to find something social to do or work on the book. I either have friends over to hang out, get high, and play Madden or invite the girl I’m seeing over. The other day we went to Stevo_L’s new house to establish the new hang out place. It was Stevo’s 23rd birthday and the beds were moved into the $5,000,000 home he’s renting which contains the newly bought $4000 super grill, the mammoth $10,000 new TV, the brand new $7000 computer that Stevo selected by “Just maxing out everything I could get on it and said that’s what I’m buying.” It was not so much a birthday party as an announcement to the world of balladom. Congratulations on all your success Stevo, you coke addicted bastard (and not the powder kind.)

~7:00pm: Return home if I have been out; walking through the front entrance and waving hello to the Persian girl who works at the front then smugly assume she wants me. Smoke a small joint to help me sleep. Sometimes attempt to write a blog entry despite inebriation that will come off either highly self indulging/self deprecating depending on the sense of humor of the reader. Eat the dinner I’ve either left for myself in the fridge or fire up the grill outside and cook meat and mushrooms. Watch Arrested Development or a movie throughout dinner. At some point I will pause it, go to the bathroom, brush, floss, and mouthwash thoroughly then take a piss so I don’t wake up having to do it thanks to my useless fucking bladder. Turn the TV towards the bed and continue watching something until roughly 9:00pm.

9:00pm: Attempt to sleep.

9:00-10:30pm: Sometimes succeed.