So, yesterday was a smoke-free day. I didn’t smoke like a chimney, but used a nicotine mouth spray.

If I smoke some more, I will be pooping through my mouth.

So I entered the kitchen, opened the fridge, and ate everything like a tornado.

I finished the pink soup, ate some chicken, ate a marinated cucumber, and just now I ate scrambled eggs.

You know you’ve got to eat stuff, otherwise you’ll be dead like Michael Jackson.

Finally gave my laptop some work, because it was in a drawer for like half a year. It now shows me a live cam from Geležinio Vilko street.

So that’s that. Hehehe blyat.

So, I discontinued my daily minibook publishing and will focus on a daily blog, just because nobody buys those ebooks. I have 100+ of them, and maybe just 2–4 of them get a few sales a month, so you know.

I’m just glad I didn’t write them manually, because it would have been a wasted effort.

Writing books like an idiot, expecting some sales, and God’s system gives a big fuck you.

Man, I’m so tired of searching for money.

So, I just ate the pink soup with boiled potatoes—it was tasty.

Now I’m making coffee, and I turned my laptop into a mini TV. I put it to the side and turned on autoplay on YouTube, so it will show me animated movies all day. 😀

So that’s nice.

Also, today I’m not smoking. I’ve been smoke-free for about 20 hours, but I’m using a nicotine mouth spray.

So, my mom asked me to peel some potatoes for the pink soup. I don’t know if she’ll cook or boil them.

I’ll be eating pink soup with a baton.

Overall, I’m doing okay. I slept most of the day—I had two 3-hour sleeps, for a total of 6 hours.

So the day went by fast. Now it’s 17:52, so there are a couple more hours until my medication.

Now I’m waiting for the pink soup, and I’ll be drinking coffee.

Today, my mom bought some cookies and strawberries—the strawberry season has begun.

I also asked my mom to make us some pink soup.

She was at my grandma’s today, and now she has returned and will make the pink soup.

Today, marketers tell you that you can sell anything. Sure, you can, but nobody is going to buy anything.

I would like to sell some pigeon poop from my balcony—are you interested?

Most of life is just RNG. Everything in life works this way. You can be as talented as you want, but life still might not go as you planned.

And life never goes according to plan.

Most people are not famous, rich, or wealthy. Nobody watches their videos, nobody reads their blogs—the list goes on and on.

Most people, including me, are just average Joes.

Today, many people are just victims of culture. They follow trends, fashions, and whatnot.

So if you want to be less of a victim, you have to withdraw from society and stop being part of it.

If people had other means of survival, nobody would work 9 to 5.

But the world is set up in such a way that you can’t easily make money on your own. Some people can—most can’t. That’s why they work 9 to 5.

To make money, you usually have to do something for someone else, which, in fact, is bullshit.

Bullshit by design.