One More Before Hitting the Road

This is likely to be the last post for many days. I mean, maybe I'll get a wild hair and a chance to post from the road, okay, but if it doesn't happen just... be strong.

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So I've got just tons of school-related stuff to do before the end of the semester: Two take-home exams and some abnormal psych homework that'll take a couple hours easily.

I had a paper to do, but I found time in the last 24 hours to devote to wrapping it up, and it's DONE. That helps, as I expected it'd take all or most of the trip to Angleton to finish, writing piecemeal as I could find time. So having finished it helps.

The take-home finals are no cake walks. One is pretty standard stuff, a very reasonable assessment of what we've learned over the course of the semester.

The other is 41 pages long, minimum. I'm not kidding. After it's all hand-written out (as the prof instructed us), it could easily be in the 50-60 page range.

This not meant to come off as whining. I don't think it's fair to sign up for something and then whine about it. I don't do it in Krav Maga, and I don't do it in my grad classes. It's what the instructor thinks will benefit us, so I'll do it.

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On that note... I hope to only address this once, EVER.

I like my Sensei. I get great training for a reasonable price. The school is close to home, the workout is good, and I like the people there. What he teaches us is quite practical, it's fun to learn, and I aim to stay there just as long as he can stand the sight of my face.

I understand that the man has his detractors, some of whom I'm even friendly with.

You don't choose to train there.

I do.

Please respect my decision and stop trying to lure me into debates about the politics of martials arts. I trust my judgment, period.

And this isn't just directed at one person; the number of people I have fairly regular contact with who want to go into all this cannot even be counted on one hand.

I think we can still get along just fine, but I am done discussing this.

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Which brings me to something else: I have a new approach to life. Call it a motto, a philosophy, an epiphany... whatever. But I realized today that I can handle most any situation in life by remembering five simple words:

What would Johnny Cash do?

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If you wanna read my paper ("Problematic Use of Internet Pornography and Cybersex") just let me know. Anyone? Anyone?

Bueller?

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Gotta go have me some dinner. Ya'll take care. Have a great, safe holiday.