April's Rollercoasters

Hey there,

So it's been awhile, I know. You know how sometimes life just takes you for awhile, you forget to write, you forget to do your laundry and wash the dishes and get so busy that sleep even seems like a luxury you can't afford? That's where I've been. Balancing life is a challenging task! I mean, I'm grateful that I have friends who want to see me, places to go and things to do, but holy mother of all that is good I need a vacation! Even just a couple days of in the woods with 5 good books, mass amounts of fancy cheese, bread and some clean air would probably be exactly what the doctor ordered. Maybe in a month I can get there.

Tonight I have Finals for Montreal's Throw Poetry Slam. Which will decide whether or not I go to my fourth CFSW (the Canadian National Poetry Slam Competetion) in October. This is a big night. And because I have something to prove, because of what happened in my home slam in Victoria after I won Finals night last year, I really want it this year. In part because I want to compete against Victoria (spite really can be a great motivator), but also because I freaking love Nationals.

It is the best time of the year. It's like a giant family reunion, except you like the majority of your relatives and when someone gets a little too drunk, instead of shouting all their resentments at you while swinging from a light fixture, they're yelling poetry. Poetry! It's a week filled with discussion about art, world views, debates about politics, the meaning and fulfillment of love, social issues and all sorts of other stimulating things. Plus, poets are really attractive people. On the whole, being surrounded by a large group of attractive people who are passionate about just about everything for an entire week is awesome. There's no other way to say it. It makes all the best parts of my body tingle with excitement.

So, I'm throwing down tonight. I got fresh little haircut this week, a brand new tattoo and I'm ready to rock this thing. Well, here's hoping!

In the mean time, please enjoy this video by one of my favorite poets Andrea Gibson. It's called How It Ends and describes almost exactly where I'm at this morning;

"Baby, I have no idea how this will end...
Maybe tomorrow, my absolute insanity combined
with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills
will leave us like a love letter in a landfill..."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_078zBudC0