This is a placeholder journal for the long pause which will inevitably occur here. I'm writing this because I really don't want to fucking work on a paper for Coriolanus. I really, really don't.

But I have to, and this is going to be the sad truth for the next few weeks. I have about a million things to do and no time to do them in.

Right now, I spend all of my time being either a bookworm or a burger jockey, with little time for anything else. Free time is mostly squandered on running (because it keeps the depression away) or even sillier things like eating and sleeping. My time to write is zero, which is tragic, because I've finally found the motivation to fucking do it again.

At the end of the semester, I should be able to run and write and study Japanese to my heart's content while working at least full time at the BK Lounge, with potential for part-time elsewhere. This way, I can afford to crack away at my credit card, pay rent, make enough money to get a loan for a car from the folks (pleaseohpleaseohplease), and maybe even pick up a hobby.

Right now, the hobby that's catching my eye is airsoft -- something about war-games has always caught my fancy, and this is no exception. It looks fun, sounds fun, I get to shoot people... I'd say that this is the one. Lots of major games are on Sundays, which is the only day I always have off work, so it fits in with my schedule.

So that's interest and scheduling down, the two key components of successful hobbies. Here's an interesting pickle that only a guy like me could get caught in: I can't decide if I want a uniform or a costume.

Let me explain: to play, I need two sets of BDUs, one for playing on Alpha and one for playing on Bravo (green and tan). Headgear, though, doesn't necessarily have to match... and here's where I start to shoot way off into left field: I really, really want a steel pot helmet. You know, WWII/Vietnam-style helmets... I want those. I like how they look. Also, canvas leggings from the same era, worn over boots -- I want those. I just think they look cool.

What will I end up looking like, then? Well, wearing brown boots with OD canvas leggings on my feet/lower legs and an M1 steel pot on my head, but wearing either woodland or desert camo with oversized goggles and a G36c variant, tactical vest, Colt 1911 in a leg holster... I will look goofy as shit if I ever get this gear together.

Still gonna try, though? You bet your ass...