...The human spirit cannot die.
At this point, most artists would say that they're hard at work on the next installment in their shit (lol), and that they're just being bogged down by school/work/social life. Unfortunately, I don't have the comfort of some of that. I'm NOT hard at work on Chapter 3, not yet at least.
My life is full to the brim with business. The holiday is almost here, so work is getting batshit crazy already, especially with the release of Modern Warfare 2 coming up. And a lot of school hours on top of that, and that just leaves one day a week for free time: Sunday. Then there's weekend homework to be done, and today I had to babysit my minuscule but destructive cousins in my own room, which is the equivalent of just FUCK happening to my room, which doesn't make any sense, but that's all I can label it for now. I already own a copy of Modern Warfare 2 (LEGALLY), but I haven't had a chance to play it yet. I managed to blow through Uncharted 2 in four days. Not sure how, but I did, and it was fuckin' amazing; best game I've played in a very long time. My laptop got fucked up somehow, but it's fixed now thanks to Windows 7, which I'm still trying to get used to. My music library keeps fucking up on Windows Media Player, and I'm too sleepy to fix it now. Managing 300+ hours of metal isn't easy, I'm afraid. And then you have Nataly, and she's just awesome, no matter how you slice it. And as she reads this sentence, she is smiling, almost blushing, because I know her too well, and this just made her smile even more.
Look at the pain around me. This what I die for.