Same shit, different day. I'm supposed to be getting down with the school work, and instead I'm dickin' around on the internet ('dickin' around'? Creepy...I just channelled my Dad for a second there).

Been writing the Poetry lately. If I want to get into the upper division (but still under-graduate) poetry writing class then I have to submit 6 poems for review by Nov 11th. This wouldn't be so bad, except that I'm not a poet and I hardly ever write. Well...I'll just churn some shit out, using all the dopey rules that I've learned about poetry in the class I'm taking now, and hope for the best. If I don't get in, they I don't really care (I guess). I'll just focus my energy somewhere else.