Last night's poetry reading went much better than last time *relieved sigh* I limited myself to one line of intro per poem and it got me through. Afterwards, I was told multiple times what a lovely Irish accent I have. (
kessie, I blame you, because there's nowhere else I could have got it from. I've never even been to Ireland!) Personally, I think they're all batty old ladies with hearing loss who can't tell an Aussie-Canuck-Kiwi!influenced accent when it's standing right in front of them. Honestly!
Also, what's with the drunk, lonely, middle-aged women chatting me up while staring at my breasts? *sidles away*