Had my coffee. I am pent up in energy. I have nothing to do but type. I did achieve quintessential doctrinal tactics & strategery, however.

 Monday is supposed to be gun's a-blazing. I need the summer, quite frankly, & it's only 4-5 months long out of the year. Stark deficit. But, it's basically February. By the time I'm 26, it'll significantly heat-up & life will be much easier. I plan on frequenting the library. I'm going to the Library to spend my time, & then I'm going to hibernate for the following Winter.

But about the porn, I don't really think anything of it. Porn is kind of lame. Means you're lame. It's nice because you get alleviate your sexual desire & its preponderancy for need. It isn't appropriate for me to have a pornucopia. I do plan on investing in some porn, though, yes. The white-porn isn't for me. I'm 5'10, these are all midgets & shit. I don't want to see a guy that's 4 feet tall have sex with a woman that's 4 feet tall. Porn isn't very good. I'm glad that I can usually a white woman that's doing something attractive. I could get into other races of women, but it makes you a serial predator. You get to bust out the black-bunny once you got one. Otherwise, you watch your own cuck-porn.

It doesn't feel good. My body is filled with pain. But I've prepared for this. If this were to ever happen again, I'm not a child that unawares of what usually happens. Because it's like the Matrix. The mind thinks it's real so it makes it real. You have to fight for your right to party. You have to know to be thankful & appreciative of being alive. Life is a sacrament. It is a most-holy aspect of God's creator-nature. When you say that life isn't worthwhile, you anger or frustrate God. I feel horrible, right now, though, yes. I don't have any marijuana. I am getting stone-drunk off of it. That's kind of a problem, recently. I bought a couple pints of Vodka & got stoned drunk off of them, too. You aren't supposed to get stone-drunk, kind of. You can, but it is a carnal-pleasure. 

So, I'm not doing good. They've placed me in a hole of a rut, deprived me of all human amenities & rights, & now they're expecting some kind of mother fucking Hollywood montage. Fuck Hollywood & your montages. Shit really upsets me. I guess what I need to do is to go to work. I can learn how to cope with these circumstances, in the meantime. Get what I need done, done. I know I could change clothes & shower. That would be shower-power. I probably will do this. Do it at around 2 a.m. this night/morning. Wake up & be at the Weed-Shop at 9 a.m. Get stoned-high. Make my approach like a 747. They're giving me 2gs, so far, from my knowledge. I don't know when or how to make it happen, besides being overt & vulnerable. But that will put some big money into my pocket. I can get a phone & continue on with my business. You figure around April it'll be roll-call. At roll-call I'll have to see what they are or aren't doing for me. I have been told it's supposed to happen momentarily.