• missed spanish class on thursday. no es bueno. i need to allot some serious time this week. decide, dammit. if you are going fwd, más tiempo y energía is required. if not, pull out of class and save la feria. wait until you move to lower califas to gear it up to a deeper immersion. but no halfass junk, man. call it out.

• finished the UCR design for jefito. have to finish tweaks for t-shirt version. i'm glad he liked the one that was mi favorito, también. it makes me think of what would happen if you gave escher a box of tangerine stickers. i think i'm flattering myself. jeje! but i like it. it's cool to think my work is going to be on tshirts and ecards and and the rest of the stuff they'll use it for to promote writer's week at UCR. oh, and i think he wrote that he sent in the cover for 187 Reasons.... i asked him if he needed the final hi-rez version, but he didn't answer. i guess if they need it, he'll let me know.

• i really need to update my website, the art it shows. man. the website is a whole effort i really am sick of. sick of all the admin techie junk. really. sick of wheeling out wires and stands. my hands are webbed down with all this, eh. any collection of writing or art that i put online soon becomes annoyingly inadequate in terms of reflecting what i think of as "my work." with enough time, it becomes a lie. anyway. i need to update my site.

• got that web job i wasn't sure of. chido. more than the money, i felt hurt that they rejected my offer/examples! can you imagine. artists are such freaks. 'boo-hoo! they don't like my friggin santa arrangement!' jeje. well, now it's all better because they want it, and i didn't have to haggle, they just said "that's fair" on the price and we're good. want to finish this, and

• more than anything, want to get back to my music. but really, need to finish the novel first. what a task, man! anyway, want to do a bang up job, and send that in to the awaiting agent. i'm sweating until i can send that off and hear back. move on to the next challenge. or level up. or disappointment. tom petty, you bastard! you were right. waiting is the hardest part. well, next to feeding yourself doing only what you love...