Two, and three.

The Running Man was a good, law abiding corporate accountant. Careful with the books in a way that only an obsessive dwarf could be. He made a good living out of Houston, TX and had a modest savings put away with an eye out towards retirement... one of these days... after all the work was done. He had a nice house and occasionally brought home real food even. Then one late evening at the office, the door burst open, there was a bright flash of light and he woke up in the corp. Doc's office. Once he learned to talk again he found out that there had been a raid on his office... some thugs had nailed him with a bullet to the head and then proceeded to dump almost 1million nuyen into untraceable accounts. By the time security arrived the intruders were gone, and all activity wiped out, including the accounts that he had been working on that night. Due to the nature of his injuries however it was clear he would never again be up to even the simplest accounting work... just talkin...

We talk a lot about how school is doing, what sickness I came down with, how buff and fit Damm is getting, but we rarely talk about the Orclette and what she's up to. I am now gonna remedy that by remembering as many fun Orclette things as I can. She's almost 2-her birthday will be July 5th. She learns new words everyday and likes to point out stuff that she knows the names of, like shirts, shoes, socks, "Tawny"-which is the name of grandma's dog and thus the name of all animals everywhere, hair, nose, etc. She is beginning to string words together, like "I need a hug" and "momma come." She also knows quite a few command words which she sees no need to pair with polite words such as "please" and "thankyou," though she knows both words. We're working on obedience. Most of the time she's very pleasant and will come when you ask, bring stuff to you or carry it, etc. But she also will get a look on her face that means sh...

So we're on Spring Break. A full week of no school to rush to, no days where one of us is gone all day, etc. Glorious. And I checked out the entire Harry Potter series because I had the yearning to read it again. And that was fine on Sunday and Monday while we were in El Paso. But I have homework that needs to be done. And it's not getting done. Apparently my self-discipline gets very weak when the word vacation is floating around. It doesn't help that part of my homework is reading "Black Boy" by Richard Wright, a book that I'm sure is wonderful and illuminating. I just never had any desire to read it. Nor any of Obama's books, which is what's next for my wonderful Autobiography class. When I think autobiographies I think of the ones I read as a kid: Audrey Hepburn, Katharine Hepburn, Ava Gardner, and so on and so forth. But no, we're reading serious things. Every single shorter reading has been out racial oppression in America, which frankly sta...

Well life continues to trudge onwards. I dearly wish I had a good group to play shadowrun with. I miss table top gaming so much. I miss the WoW folks out there as well. My return to WoW if it happens won't be until next spring at the earliest. And that will highly depend on how life is then... two kids + school seems like an unlikely recipe for an MMO. Tabletop though.... once a week... might be able to happen.... I keep telling myself. Frustrated to find that Aztlan owns the area I live in. Good reason to be a runner in El Paso. Wulfa is no longer sick.... and Orclette is also no longer sick. Sunday Orclette stayed with the Grandparents and me and Wulfa trotted down to El Paso and stayed the night in a hotel.... yay for 6-8 hours of uninterupted reading time(I had 8 wulfa had 6(she took a nap)). Then we slept and woke up and went to a local B&N and read for 2 hours more before heading back to Orclette. It was glorious. We both got a lot of rest from it. Orclette was ela...

This has really been a bummer of a semester when it comes to my health. 3rd sickness in as many months. Fortunately no throwing up this time, just a nasty flu that has me absolutely wiped of energy. But enough about icky stuff. I have this english class. Mini-semester, which means we had our first class just last week. I seriously considered running out of the classroom and never coming back 5 minutes into it. I couldn't understand what the teacher was saying. It wasn't an accent problem. I'm guessing it was a major jargon problem, which is odd because I speak literature classes. Or I used to be able to. Anyway, I went to the second class with "I am a survivor, I'm not gonna give up" sort of mindset. To my relief and surprise, it was a good session. I don't know what was wrong with the teacher that first time, but everything smoothed out for that second class. /whew. All of the other classes are going well. A+ in both my history classes. A in Spanish, thou...

So... I'm on facebook now. Due to an accident involving a fellow cadet who knew too much of my information. If you know what to look for you should be able to find me. The above image was taken from my cellphone which should explain the bad resolution. Orclette is chillin in the chair that "Papa" bought for her. I'm "Dada". She's really attached to this chair and will demand that everyone sits in a chair and then that her chair is brought to her. :P.. it is really cute so far.

We saw Taken this weekend (with Liam Neeson). Very much enjoyed it, although watching a film about one's daughter being kidnapped is not very wise when pregnant. Liam Neeson makes one heck of a good guy. I think I had a topic in mind when I signed into blogger. I have completely forgotten it. I blame waking up at 3 a.m. and not being able to fall back asleep. I got quite a bit done, but without being able to consume an entire vat of coffee my head just is not functioning. Only one class today. I think I can make it. Damm decided to change his major to history. He was a bit concerned that this would engender competition betwixt us but his interests really are not the same as mine. So once we get past the basic core classes we should be fine. And I think we'll avoid taking history classes together. He learns so differently than I do it ain't funny. And makes it so not fun to study together ...... I think we've decided to not find out what baby #2 is going to be. Of course...