Its finally Friday the 13th. A day I hope to be lucky! I woke up very congested today. I don’t care; drugs can take care of that. The early part of work sucked major ass, but, as the narcotics started to kick in I felt better and better. Maybe its because I refused to feel sick. It’s all in the head right, literally. But all in all I feel today will be a great day. There will be a cigar tasting event with free Zino Platinum Cigars, Free wine, and free hor'doeurves (okay so I have no idea how to spell it), thanks to my friends at Davidoff. After I will go to the blue ox bar for Kevin’s good bye party.

I don’t have a valentine but I did send someone special a gift. I fedexed a box of truffles, a card, a short letter, and an anthology of love poems by women. It was the first book of poems that I was given by my mother. It was even before I wrote my first poem at the tender age of 13. It means something to me and I hope that she enjoys it. But on actual valentine’s day I am working a double shift. The truth is that its really gonna be 3 shifts in 36 hours, but the money is always needed and appreciated, so bring it on.

I do get a little gloomy during holidays that belong to lovers, and I lament not having someone to love, but I am grateful for all of the people that I have met these past months. I have a new batch of friends (or I would like to think so) that have improved my words and performance (I would like to think that I have improved). My work may not even be mediocre at best, but I love doing it. I love speaking, I love improv-ing. I don’t really know how the lot of them feel about me, but I wont worry my mind with that right now (even though I always do) I know that I am too much at times, but that’s me and that’s who I am, and who I love to be. I hope that I am accepted as who I am, and as someone who wants to write and wants to perform, just to give my life more meaning that what it is.

I know that I am all over the place when I drink, but those are the few moments where I am not crowded with problems and worries. It’s when I am free for a few moments to be free. I am sorry if in my tipsy demeanor I have offended any of you. I do hope that you all join me in my cramped apt (which will probably be hot too Jess but you may sit next to the window, I mean you do know how the steam in my apt is) to enjoy a night of FREE poetry, and FREE drinks. No food so if you wanna eat you are free to bring it on over. I don’t really know why I am typing all of this, but sometimes I get the feeling that my presence is not really wanted. That’s probably paranoia, but its better to let it out than to keep it bottled up.

Last night was magic. I was feeling out of the weather but I enjoyed it. El extreme was cool. I don’t know if everyone liked him but I loved his style. The whole “Chespirito” thing was awesome. El chavo del ocho is classic, even though I am not sure if that was what he was trying to do. Yerba buena showed me a part of Puerto Rican Music that I was not fully introduced to in the past. I really didn’t know much of Pedro Pietri either. I did learn a lot last night and I am happy to be apart of the efforts. His son Little Speedo was awesome. Remember guys this world is all new to me, I haven’t been introduced to the wonderful world of Nuyorican poetry before. Okay something is wrong with MSWord, because it doesn’t recognize Nuyorican as a word. Ima have to write an angry letter to Mr. Gates. Anyway it’s a real word to me. Thanks to the inner circle that has, unknowingly agreed to tutor me in the Nuyorican arts. Thanks guys and please keep introducing me to the great that were not included in my past classes. Ima cut out now cause I really shouldn’t be typing so much at work. Lol
Yeah I should. Put this computer to some good use coño.
Mielda, I can’t forget to mention that Dominican Independence day is near, and I have to give thanks to Duarte, Sanchez y Mella for there gallant efforts to Free our country from tyranny. You guys rock!!! And many others. The 28th of this month, let us all wear platanos around out necks and a flag in our hearts. This country tries to divide us but in our homes and hearts we are together. Here we are together. Unidad para todas las razas. I don’t know gotta say something right. But I feel it too.

Anyway if you made it this far thanks for reading guys

Always Eliel
And always El Lucero