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For those of you who did not know, Star Wars is an obsession of mine. In my completely Star Wars nerditude I had lofty goals of ending the Empires reign of terror by watching all six of the Star Wars movies, in order, in one day. Even with all my knowledge and a deep feeling of desire to complete my quest I was defeated during my stint on Hoth by the dreaded alcohol of vodka. I was put out of commission until the morning where I restarted The Empire Strikes Back and completed it. Our attempt at salvaging our mission went aground when we were too exhausted for the rest of Return of the Jedi, we all fell asleep by Endor time with Wickit. I should have been executed on the spot for the shame I felt in my failure as nerd. I think my downfall came since we stared our drinking at 1:00 pm to deal with the incessant stupidity of Jar Jar. I have vowed that in the month of February I will form an alliance to retake what I have lost and rout those movies once and for all, returning balance that was lost when I was overtaken. I guess it is not really balance. It would be the good guys winning, which I never understood about Star Wars but whatever. If you would like to be a part, let me know. The drinking will not start until A New Hope at the earliest. Those who attend from the onset can participate in the forming of the drinking game which will again be made from scratch. Bring your light sabers if you have them, and if you are a hot lady the gold bikini or Padme’s torn up white outfit from Episode II would be just fine to wear. Who am I kidding, this is a Star Wars movie marathon, there will be no hot ladies. If you are a hot lady, and love Star Wars, and you show up, prepare for me to ask for your hand in marriage. All I know is that it will be one hell of a nerdtastic party.

Well I know this is a bit different than my normal writing, but I just thought I would switch some things up. So here it goes. Tell me what you think.

Affliction

A pause of mind
Moments, images, they infect our clarity
Their deepest regrets ignite a sickness
Stomach churns over what was lost and destroyed
Its acid burning at the heart which is most afflicted
Deforming manipulating tooling the heart to turn
Its serrate edge hacking the thoughts of you and me
Severed into memories of me without you
The body responds
Sinews repair, cells reform, order restored
Infection turned recession
Harmless out of the moment Crippling over the ages

Oh Back to School Back to School... You Get the Picture

The first week back with our nose to the grindstone and it is looking to be a very interesting but very taxing term. This is the first term I have actually decided to apply myself in the arena of reading what my teachers have asked me to, and it turns out that I will have to read it all or I will get horrible grades. I have already read about as much as any other term and it is barely keeping me in the black. It is incredible. I have two ancient Greek history classes and I have to read the entirety of Homer's Odyssey in four weeks, and that is a huge book, and that is just one of the classes. I also have this same teacher for my other Greek class so the reading load is just as big, a lot of plays, a good chunk of the Iliad, and some works of Aristotle. For the topper I found out today, when I went to class, that I had accidentally signed up for an online course leaving me with no other choice than to read the text.

I had always been the guy who showed up for class, took a few notes, but just remembered most of the lecture when it came to test time. Now it is life's little revenge to overload me with material that the professor will never cover in class. It is said that your study habits will rarely, if ever, change once you have them set in your mind. I think the only reason that I have actually read these texts is because it is a very interesting topic that was a big draw for me into my major in the first place. The only trouble I see in the near future is the reading I have to do for my online class. It is a sociology class on marriage and intimacy that might, or might not, catch my attention. If I am not interested, there will be trouble ahead. I am already forced to work a lot less and I might have to be looking for a new job because I do not have the schedule or time for a full day on the job site, it feels good to actually be trying to get the most out of all my classes instead of just looking for the grade. I will not be forgetting the grade, but I am hoping for some more retention than normal.