Mood: I'm somebody's mommy
Listening to: 3 Days Grace - Animal I Would Become
Reading: Hitchhiker's Guide
Watching: Rambo: First Blood Pt 2

Sand-Man as in Kroenen. As you can see I've been watching some Rambo goodness, kinda' catching up to a past I haven't had a chance to get acquainted with.

And holy shit, I knew Rambo was a badass but when I watched this film... wow. Just... wow. I mean, Courtney and I were discussing this, and it came down to Kroenen, Bruce Lee, Rambo, and Chuck Norris. Kroenen would be owned by Rambo, but Rambo would be succeptible to Bruce Lee's lightning quick moves, but Kroenen could turn Bruce Lee into chop suey.

Then we both agreed they all would own Chuck Norris.

Seriously, fuck Chuck Norris, it isn't funny people. Either way, Rambo II was the fucking shit and I've never seen one guy kick so much ass in that amount of time. It's great, it starts off small, snapping a neck, then quickly escalates into a fucking helicopter fight.

Can anyone else get more badass than that? Rambo is definitely on my top list of badasses out there. I can't believe I didn't see these movies when I was a kid because I would have been totally freakin' out. He's like, my hero now or something and reminds me of how many of the action movies kinda' suck nowadays. Plus the guy was fuckin' ripped and it inspires me to continue losing weight.

Anyways, my time of half living here at Courtney's is at an end as school begins. The other day I cleaned out their kitchen and dining room, so her mother's been enjoying my stay. Otherwise, I'm going back to my "return home at 10" routine that was implemented in the beginning of the summer. This summer definitely tops my list for most unusual and dynamic. The sequence of events still has me baffled, but I'm taking them as they are and enjoying the effects of the Wyrd.

Now with school though I can continue my trek towards teacher-hood. I'm pretty excited to say the least and all of my classes are english themed. One is Shakespeare, so I'm concerned 'cause I have the fuckin' damndest time reading those fucking things. They're screenplays, not books... it's like reading a script. Who reads a script, particularly in Ye Olde English. I've seen several books translated into modern tongue, yet Shakespeare isn't? I hope that's not the case with the reading material. Anyways, most of that is public doman so I'm not buying any fucking books, HAHA!

Ahem. I was half transitioning between this house and my house... but with school I'm lacking transportation and in the end. I'm hoping my friend Paola helps me get one at the clinic but if not I'm trying for Pet's Barn... again. She wants full time workers... so I'm worried about that. Especially because it is paying minimum fucking wage. I hate how El Paso keeps its workers in the hole while the rest of the country (so far as I know) pays up a pretty good deal. I mean, if I'm being paid 5.15 and I work fourty hours a week that's 206 bucks. It's two hundred and six bucks, yes, but with school and the like... ugh. But if that pays for stuff like car insurance so I can drive... but even then. I'm doing it to help myself, but I also want to be able to have funds aside to take care of Courtney and my family. But full fucking time?

Fuck that. I can't afford to work full time, I probably wouldn't even have time to fuckin' study let alone do anything with Courtney. I need money but not that bad that I'm scrambling for time to read for class. And knowing Wren's class... oye. 3303 and it is a monster... I have to do 8 essays 3 times during the school year.

That's 32 fucking essays. I know, some people do full time as well as go to college but that's usually because they're forced. I'm not in a fucking corner at this moment in time and I sure as hell don't want to stress myself out for no fuckin' reason. I'll do part time but full time? Hellz no.

Well, that's that for now.

James out.

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Monarch of Gods and Daemons, and all Spirits
But One, who throng those bright and rolling worlds
Which Thou and I alone of living things
Behold with sleepless eyes! Regard this Earth
Made multitudinous with thy slaves, whom thou
Requitest for knee worship, prayer, and praise
And toil, and hecatombs of broken hearts,
With fear and self-contempt and barrn hompe;
Whilst me, who am thy foe, eyeless in hate,
Hast thou made reign and triumph, to thy scorn,
O'er mine own miser and thy vain revenge.
-Percy Bysshe Shelly, Prometheus Unbound