So that was friday. Dancing and more dancing with Wes, Victoria, Noah, Raj, Ellie, Fiona, and a few other people that I met that day. There was a total of twelve at one point so I am missing more than a few people.
What was funny was that I was still wearing the Urban Word T-Shirt and at the bar before sullivan room I met Talia. Talia spoke to me because of my T-Shirt and we spoke enough to find out that we have a few friends in common. Mainly Carlos Andres Gomez, who she works with one way or another. This just showed me what power the poetry circle has. And that the world is super small. Funny huh. Talia and her mate denied accompaning us to Sullivan. They missed the best dancing in the universe.

I got home exhausted at about 7am, and went straight to sleep, and I slept well. I forget sometimes how important it is to sleep. Right now I am buzzing off of 6 shots of espresso and 4 hours of sleep. Good combination right? And the ironic part is that I will be sleepy and tired for most of the day, but as soon as the sun goes down I'll be completely energetic. I try to sleep but I get bored. Like last night I ended cleaning till about 2:30am.

In very good news, I was just offered a feature at the Spoken Word Cafe in Brooklyn, Sometime in April I believe, I still haven't confirmed the date. If everything goes well I should have a feature somewhere in the Bay area in June. That one would just be a bonus. I want to go down there for a few days anyway, so if I can get even a mini-feature while I am there, I'll scoop it right up. As I said to my gracious host to be, I'd read to cats and dogs if I had the chance.
My feature at the Bronx Museaum of Art is coming up soon so I must get ready for that one too. Feels like things are happening for me. Somewhat at least. If I do go out west, then I am going to have to put a chapbook together. That should be fun.

Last Saturday, I was Taken to a Lesbian bar, or Lesbian night at a bar, and I met a bunch of cool people in the afterparty which turned out to be better than any party. Just drinking and talking and hanging out and a little dancing. I did a lot of parting this weekend, and it felt great to go into work on Sunday afternoon with all these fresh new memories tingiling in my cerebral blah blah blah. I was just dope and just there.

Last night I realized that whenever I feel like I feel super great, and nothing can bring me down, a series of annoying events will occur and I will be brought down. Oh well, can't be too happy or I'll fuck up the worlds balance.