Words.
My life is stuffed full of words. Saturday night I spent studying Russian with Arty, Sunday day was spent translating Old English texts into modern, I just finished up the last of Richard II in middle English, and tomorrow I will speak to my co workers in busted ass construction worker American (lest they think I'm a snot nosed college kid who thinks he's to smart for them. heaven forbid I don't say aint.) When I get home I will try to help one of my house mates learn English while he tries to fit it over his Chinese native tongue, and listen to another work through his Spanish accent.
Fuckin' A man.
Fuckin' A man.