MOTHERFUCKING KNEES HURT LIKE MOTHERFUCKING BITCHES. >.< I'm not sure why they decided to hurt likewhoa. Unless it was the heyyyy I'm a-gonna jog four miles yesterday (which isn't a huge-whoa-zomg number, I know, but is one I've not done in... quite some time) and then another two today. Which probably does have at least something to do with it, but still. Urgh. AGGRAVATION.

Too many mother'uckers 'uckin' with my... shit?

The Shire 60 years--The Sh--The Shire--The Shire, 60 years later. Aaaaaand the sky suddenly darkens.

Man, this is seriously not cool, knees. who told you guys you could misbehave? Oh well. Long as they don't randomly crumble into dust, s'pose everything is a-okay.

Maybe going to land o' library later, if only for sake of high-speed internets and downloadings. Would go for the books but, oh-HEY, they don't really have many of those. Fuckin' backwoods libraries. Fuck 'em. Though this one's still better than the former trailer-libraryin Ida, eheh. And in any case, should probably go stop into McShitplace and make certain that theyknow when I'm going to start with the not working. And maybe see about the whole paycheck I keep forgetting to pickup, er. >.> (And on that fucking place, they've got me not working till Thursday, at which point starts this barrage-FUN of opening shifts. Let's celebrate. But eh, is money.)

On a much lighter note? Have about a month until first internship starts. Huzzay!

No "huzzah," though... I mean, I will still use it, but always there will be that image, accompanied by the rolling onto the stage and the welcoming to the the-a-tre, and so on...

Brain needs to focus itself and work more on the script. Place needs to be a bit quieter. Or I'll just work onit later, which sounds like a grand little plan, a moi. I was thinking ten-minute, but I'm not sure about that one, now. Might need to end up being something a bit longer, which is fine by me. So long as it keeps forming itself, 'twill be a grand ol' time.

You're a high-flyin' time.

And now I kind of want to watch Road to Perdition. By which I mean I'd like to watch several scenes from the movie, and completely ignore the rest. Yessir. I reckon. Mmhmm.

ANYWAY. Going todo... something. For a while. And we'll see from there.

Coming soon: Arrested Development quiz results, once I figure out what file I pasted 'em into. And... other things. AUTRES.