Its sixteen miles, to the promise land...

Mar 03, 2009 23:22

I am sick again.   I don't know how it happened, really... I mean, I know my body realizes that it is okay to fall apart when I am on vacation week, but it came in late and now I am stuck working through my cold.  I want to rip my face off ( Read more... )

poetry, grad school, improv, being ill

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doceydo March 4 2009, 14:16:30 UTC
I could be into seeing some live poetry. I'm obsessed with poetry and have journals full of copied poems and quotes. I used to write some too, although it was pretty shitty.

I also haven't had time lately to be as into it as I used to be.

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joeybonbon March 4 2009, 15:16:30 UTC
You say the word and we'll hit up the Lizard Lounge on a Sunday night! Although, you are so delightful, I may require we eat dinner together beforehand!

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joeybonbon March 4 2009, 21:56:34 UTC
Have you ever seen it done? You should come with Joanna and I to the Lizard Lounge sometime! They have a weekly Slam, but there is also open mic, so you can try out some of your poetry before you brave the wrath that is The Slam.

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