You write in cursive. I'll write in graffitti.

The busy season is upon us. It can go from being a sparseness of events and activities to way too many interesting things going on any given day or weekend.

Case in point, May is dumb packed already and it didn't even hit yet. There are about four to seven graduations that I should be attending. Only two of them are must-shows though. Even this coming weekend has a variety of options. If Yvette finds a nice dress, then we can roll out to the formal fundraiser with the red carpet. Or I could have opted to ride down on the bus with the Project Hip-Hop fam and hit up the Darfur rally in DC on Sunday. But then, if I went to to DC with them, I'd completely miss the NSBE golfing event going down Sunday afternoon. And then there's a Teen Professional Summit on Saturday being hosted by YPN that I think I'd like to swing through and help out with. PLus, it nice outside, so the midget and I can get back to taking our outdoor walks.

And next weekend, oh geesh, we won't even get into that. And what's funny is that I don't even go out like I used to. Hmmm. Lemme get back to work. If not, I'm on the verge of taking a midday nap two days in a row.