Tomorrow is my last day of freedom. My last day of carefree screwing around. After that, I go back to school to pretend to learn some more shyte. Jerks.

I started reading Slaughterhouse Five again. I thought that maybe this time I would like it more, or it would make a bit more sense, but no. It still sucks. But at least I found out why I don't like it. I don't like it because there is no bloody emotion in it; Billy Pilgrim is a bleeding idiot. Bloody simple, stupid, and damn near soulless. It seems like the kid doesn't have a single thought the entire book. That's why I don't like it.

Apparently, my film production class doesn't start until next week. So, I made that 40 minute trek-each way- in the rain for nothing. Ah well. At least I know where the building is located, and it got me out and about. I can't say that I actually disliked the walk, it's kind of peaceful and relaxing. I'll probably walk next week, too. Actually, I suppose that will depend on the weather.

My Intro to Social Psych class won't be a problem, however, my Java Programming class will probably require some dedication and concentration. So it goes, as Vonnegut would say. To tell the truth, I really do like that phrase. I curse myself. So it goes.

I went to my Film Analysis class today. I think I'm really going to like it, more so than even my last one. Today we watched His Girl Friday, and I really enjoyed. The one con, though, was that it was so incredibly fast paced that after watching I was bleeding exhausted. I am discovering a certain fondness for Screwball Comedies. They really are indeed a delight. Plus, we get to watch two Ridley Scott films, I'm all about that. In fact, he's one of two directors whose films I will watch simply because he directed them, the other, clearly, being John Woo.

I also went to the mall with my roommate and bought a book on WW2. I believe that I have found another passion.

I haven't even talked to her since Sunday.

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To some, that may not seem like much. But to me, that's too bloody long. *sigh*

And who is sitting beside me? Yes, that's right. My Nikki. Eat it, suckers. Wallow in your jealousy, because I am happy.

I guess it's strange the way life goes. I never had any idea that I would end up where I am now. At least I know where I'm going to end up. A director, with a beautiful wife, and happy. It's just that getting there is going to be a bit of a journey.

Yeah, so I just reinstalled a game, POSTAL 2 STYLE!!! I haven't actually gotten a chance to play it, as. . .I don't know actually. I just haven't played it yet. I guess it's mostly because I'm a bum. I don't really feel the need to play. I suppose it's because I'm not really stressed or frustrated right now. But, shouldn't I just kill them all anyway?

Scaling the octaves = something I hate

I find myself wondering, does this girl even have somewhere to stay? Don't you have boyfriend, so why are you always in a room with four guys? Keeripes.

Where's my dog? Why can't anyone tell me where my freegin' dog is? I should just start smashing people.

I get to see Nikki again! My cup of fortune overflows.

I just finished my Java homework. It wasn't too bad, although I must confess that I don't completely understand the first order of precedence. I'm sure when to apply the prefix and when to apply the suffix incrementors. But it's no worry, I'm sure I'll understand.

This weekend was ok, I got to spend some of it with Nikki. We saw Along Came Polly which I can't recommend. It had a few good moments, but it was a really disjointed film. Like Cheese said, it seemed like there were scenes missing.

I've spent all day with Nikki today. It's a good feeling, I must admit. The roads are really wicked right now, so she'll spend the night here. A good end to a good day.

I love her.