Holy god above. I want to
do this. I mean, I really want to do this. I want to break out of my shell, and I think this -- or something like this -- can help me do so. I'm not sure I can do it alone, see.
I might take up a collection. I mean, I really want to do this. I'm not known in the scene, but I think I can do a good job.
No, I know I can do a kick-ass job.
But it costs. Crap. It costs $455. Plus transport there. But getting back into the college environment, to do poetry of all things -- priceless.
I wonder how much I would have to save from each paycheck to do this.
I wonder how long this fire will burn in me -- it never went out, judging from how strongly it flared up.
Oh -- please
vote for me in the LJ Idol competition, if you haven't already. If you have, then thank you.