Walking.

I'm tired. Really tired.

My first day at work, last Saturday, was pretty good. Five hours. And I wasn't short at the end, instead I was over $0.05. Haha.

Battle is this Friday and I'm not ready.

I'm most likely going to be scheduled to work this Friday. If I am, I'm going to call in sick. I've got to.

I'm blogging scattered details since I've been away.

American History X is a really great movie. Fight Club wasn't what I thought it would be, even though it had so many positive reviews. And the 25th Hour was meaningless to me, just a plain story that takes place here and ends there.

I've got to write two research papers. Gay crap.

Oh yeah, I'm really tired and busy.

Today, I went to school, then went to the gym, had a good 'welcome back' workout (discovering how weak I've gotten), then went to practice at school, then home. No rests in between. Imagine my exhaustion.

OK, I've got nothing more. I'm going to try to sleep early. Bye.