I’ve written three poems this weekend: “Jenga,” “Death Magnetic” and “Squirt”. I’m not sure the first one is doing its job. It’s supposed to be about 9/11, but not directly about 9/11. I think it needs more work.

Anyway, I just found out why they call certain Western movies “Spaghetti Westerns”: They were filmed in Italy. Makes sense, and now I want spaghetti.

I’ve been busy as hell. Work is getting a little more hectic than usual. I’ve also been trying to keep up with my classes. Who would have thought that Painting I would be so demanding? I have to do one painting a week for that class. For Creative Writing, I have to write two poems a week plus the exercises in the book. In Visual Basic I, it seems like we’ll be doing a tutorial and lab every week. I’m not sure how my Crafts class is going to go, yet. Hopefully it will be the least demanding.

Aside from work and school, I’ve been trying to get more work done on the Letters of Love site. I haven’t had time to do anything since last week. I’d also like to revamp my business website. I did this for a class a few semesters ago and literally threw it up online. I hate that site with a passion. It looks so unprofessional right now.

My social life is also getting really demanding. It seems like every time I turn around someone is going through some sort of crisis. It really sucks. I’m trying to be there for everyone but I’m not sure if what I’m doing is good enough. Now that I’m back in school, I have less time to hang out with everyone. I think Mike is getting the shortest straw. He’s used to seeing me a lot more.

Speaking of Mike, I guess I’m done with my homework for now. I think it’s time to go relax.

Edit: Today is World Suicide Prevention Day. Give someone a hug.