I am supposed to be working right now...

but instead, I was missing my girl...
So I stopped to write a poem about her.
Then I e-mailed it to her.
Now I am here
writing about writing her a poetic e-mail.
This is drivel,
of course,
but it is much more fun
than cutting cement block
for the basement door frame
I am building.
Or, I could be taking one of the GRE
practice tests
I have in my hard drive
but again,
this is better.
I am kind of freaking about that test.
It is rather important
at least
If I want to go to graduate school
at one of the better schools
next year
which I do.
So,
I fail to practice
which is bad.
Maybe I will go do that now
goodbye.