The revamped bread blog

I never expected the blog to take a turn in the direction of Bread. I dislike it now, so I must hate ducks, pigeons, pretty much all birds.

Quite honestly I've done fine without it up to now.

Oh well, seeing friends this weekend. That'll help me feel better.

Today, I feel terrible. I've been off bread for 6 days and I think I am acquiring carb flu as I haven't had much of any gluten or complex carbohydrates in that time period apart from a fork of spaghetti earlier.

I feel somewhere between headache and sleepy. Fucking carb flu.


On the bright side, I'm listening to The Von Bondies in yonks. Great band.

Breaking Bread

Day number three and I'm doing pretty well without bread. Finally organised a packed lunch for work in a while: Sweet potato, chicken slices, olives and tomatoes. The first time at my current work place where I haven't had an energy slump mid day. I assume that was down to buying the £3 meal deal and then eating some chocolate or having something left from a meeting buffet.

Quite pleased with myself about that. I was bored through most of the day though, work is too quiet.

I have started writing up my notes and piecing the puzzle together for my next writing project. Exciting stuff. I look forward to my second draft, because the first will be everything. Refining writing is more pleasant to me.

Just finished the lastest episode of Breaking Bad. Whilst not my favourite show of all time or even in my top 10, I still like it. Fuck me they had a great cliff hanger. The show is artfully done, something tv writers should aspire to.

Fuck you bread, you can go suck a dick

I have read some really interesting books on self improvement in the past year. Showing me options and making observations that I would not have thought of before.

The two significant books were focused on the human diet. I do not care for people who "go on a diet", this is due to the fact that they treat this approach to a temporary span of your life rather and obviously and boringly go back to their old ways.

I hear people talking about so much shit around this or how they're going to exercise. I'd like to lecture them, but I feel reading a few books does not give me the right to tell people how to live their life. I'd rather just watch from a far and mumble "you fucking idiot".

The two books I mentioned were The Paleo Solution by Robb Wolf and The Primal Blueprint. To explain what these two books argue, I will take a video from the director of Fathead (good free documentary on youtube)

I'm slowly making changes in my diet that have become permanent. I use coconut oil for cooking rather than any other oil (I'd use animal fat but the Patriach of the house is a vegetarian and he moans enough about fish smelling). I started having eggs over the past two years, so I have talked the house into doubling the stock of eggs.

So fuck you bread, you can go suck a dick. I have had so many pieces of bread in my two and a bit decades that I could probably make a photo of a field of slices of bread if I was rich. Signifying that I ate all that. Then I would have to fight the birds off. I'd also need to be rich. So this plan is flawed.

Cutting out bread is the next step of my slow changing diet with sugar most probably the next in a few weeks or month.

So why will I not lecture people on how to live their life? Pretty easy. I've gotten lazy. I have less energy, I don't exercise as much and the lack of sunlight this time of year causes me to suck at life.

Thankfully my saving grace at the moment is easy, spacious kettlebells. Grab my gymboss (interval timer) and do something like 10 minutes worth of snatches with 15 seconds right hand, 15 seconds rest, 15 seconds left hand. Thank god for myomytv.com for learning techniques.

I have been in the best shape of my life when I've had a decent diet that including fish and chips or at one point I was zero sugar apart from a pack of oreos that would disappear in 5 minutes and very little carbs.

Since I've read books on the paleo diet, I've grown to love bacon. Eggs and bacon are great for breakfast. Plus it seems that the diet is easy, it may not in the transitionary period. I don't see it as punishment but giving me more energy and concentration.

I work in a place where buffets are present three times a week and it is hard to not eat something just because it is there. The change in my diet has been something I've been putting off for 7 months and it is entirely my fault and I've been eating rubbish as a last hurrah and never starting.

I guess what I'm trying to say is how the hell did I get such a nice link on Martin's page? It doesn't even live up to that picture.

Something I meant to mention in my last post. When I had the interview for my job last week.

I had no idea what I was being interviewed for. They changed the job requirements and refused to inform me what the job was.

So I thought fuck it, I'll blag it. First time I've ever blagged an interview. First time I've been offered a job.

I'm glad nobody called me on it.

However, it is pretty fucking funny.


The one time I tried, I had the worst interview ever. Obviously didn't get the job.

The one time I don't care, I get a job.


It's pretty office space.

Shit has been going down

I've been offered a full time job at my current workplace with money. Cool.

When I was told, my intial reaction was that I felt sick to my stomach in a literal way.

They wanted me to say that I am willing to commit an undisclosed portion of time, because there have been a few changes in staff recently. They can have me until 2015 at most.

Don't these people know I have movies to make.

Eurico!

I've been trying to come up with some decent titles for the screenplay I'll be working on for the next few months.

Two weeks I have had nothing apart from my working title which isn't applicable because, mind your own business. Then when I woke up this morning I had two options, not bad. They don't exactly work, but they will do for now.

That is a step in the right direction. All I need now is Scrivener for my ipad. I am not paying £35 for final draft iOS.

I got chastised by the staff at a sandwich shop for not spending 15p more and taking advantage of a meal deal. It wasn't my fault that they decided to put in the meal deal price on the till when I only wanted a sandwich. Still kind of funny how one little thing can piss someone off.

Like that time I was handed a leaflet and as I shut my door I started to loudly crunch it in my hand.

But the sandwich thing wasn't my fault. They can go fuck themselves, I'll never go back again. I should've said that to them, but I found the funny side of it.

So what do I want to do next?

Eat better and grow a badass beard. Thanks for tuning in.