My typical weekday routine

My typical weekday routine

By Hafiz Adewuyi   June 21, 2016   3 comments :

Whenever I set out out to write about this kind of personal topic, the first thought that my handy procrastinator throws at me is: "Who gives a bleeping fuck about this; everyone has their own day to worry about anyway. So, go get a life, sucker cos no one's gonna read this"! 

However, from experience (mainly of me being a consumer of seemingly too-personal details of other people's lives on the internet), I've found that it's not always that obvious how talking about yourself can be of benefit to others. But I know how much reading about and watching others' lives has benefited me.

So, here we go into that fun ride known as my weekday routine: 

Getting set (4 to 5:40 hrs)

I wake up between 4 and 4:30 most days. My days of snoozing the alarm are long gone. A lot of the time, I do not hear the alarm until it has rung for about 5 minutes. But then, once I gain consciousness, that's it. I'm up and ready to go.

I get up, and go about the following activities in no set order:

 

- down a glass of water

- empty my bladder and if necessary, the other wastage storage chamber

- brush my teeth (depending on how early I wake, and some miscellanous activity that might creep in to lengthen my getting set time, I sometimes defer this to be done at work *grin*)

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Fine boy; made in Lekki

Fine boy; made in Lekki

By Hafiz Adewuyi   June 05, 2016   3 comments :

Trust me. Even though I'm absolutely narcissistic, I don't usually express it in the usual way of taking endless pictures of myself and uploading them online.

But this time, it's totally different. I just cannot get enough of the fun twist that my new haircut just added to my look. I am excited, and you know what I do when I'm excited about anything? I write about it because I just wanna share it with someone, but then, I'm the prince of Solitude. Secondly, I'm usually disappointed when someone's reaction to something I'm excited about is at best, "that's nice", which is often the case.

For the first time in probably a decade, when the barber asked what style, I did not respond with "low cut". And it was totally premeditated.

I'd always been plain and unadventurous when it comes to haircuts and if not that I read Peter Nguyen [of the essential man] 's  piece sometime in the past few weeks, my response would probably have been as usual. [relevant clipping of the piece is included below]

Thankfully, I read it, and who am I to pass on an opportunity to add "that edge" to my look. No way!

I hope my boss doesn't get so jealous, he asks me to go do low-cut when I show up to work in my shimmering new look tomorrow [please, don't tell him I said that].

SOME FACTS ABOUT MY HAIRCUT
- It took a little over one hour (wasn't counting but it was like forever; meticulous barber, that one was)

- It cost me 1500 (must cheapskate always rear its ugly head in all of my articles? Ugh!)

- I felt absolutely pampered with the treatment that my scalp got at the end of the session. First, damp warm towel mop around the perimeter of my hair (for sterilisation, I guess). Next came a spray of some cool methylated liquid over the scalp while simultaneously having a blow dryer applied on it, multiplying the tingliness of the treatment. The only word that adequately describes my sensations in that moment is "mesmerized". I was so delighted, I could not mask it [as much as I would have wanted to]. What's the fad with feeling guilty about pleasure though? I should totally junk that from my life.

Now, I'm going right back to work. A lot more articles in the pipeline but the work that is feeding me just won't let me complete any piece. Only by the grace of the adrenaline rush that having your narcissism appealed to was I able to complete this one.

Ciao; thanks for sharing this moment with me.

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