So much to say, and so little time. I’m actually not writing this real-time… that’s how busy I am. I have to grab every little minute and use it for anything I can squeeze in.

Actually, this time it’s because my internet connection has been prematurely cut off by A (we can do whatever we want) T (because we’re a huge corporation that has absolutely no sense of customer service) & T. But that’s a whole different rant.

First, the list of happenings, for those of you who may not know (and since I think there are exactly four people who read this, at best, that would make two of you), I’m moving yet again. Yes. It’s hell all over. And just to make thing more interesting, we’ve given ourselves two whole weeks to pack everything and move it all.

Joy.

What else? School. I know I’ve mentioned it before that I was in school, but it’s anew quarter now, and I’m taking thirteen credits, working part-time, moving, trying to find another part-time job, and spending my last spare minutes going crazy. Honestly, I don’t know how people work full-time and do this.

But the topic of school leads me to my main point, this blog. It’s going to be changing a little, and yes, I’m cheating a bit, but it will ensure that you actually get to read something other than the same post that’s been here for the last month.

Here’s what’s going to happen. One of my classes is a non-fiction creative writing class. Hey, sounds just like what I do in my blog don’t it? Well, in a way it is. One of the things we’re to be doing during the quarter is keeping a “craft journal”, which is basically just a fancy-pants name for a notebook on our thoughts about assigned readings, and ideas for stories.

Well I intend to relate this all to you. Think of it as an experiment of sorts. I’m not sure what’s going to come out, but hey, it’ll all be straight from my brain.

I also intend to include all the essays I write for the class, just as an added bonus. I’ve already written two, but I wanted to wait until I got this post up before posting them, just to explain what the hell was going on. Most likely you won’t end up reading this post until after I’ve posted them anyway, but hey, at least I’m making a damn effort.

Shut up and like it.

‘Cause I’m your Daddy. Dig?