"here i stand, court jestering infinity/ fetal fists of revolution/ but open palms birth humility"- saul williams


(( whew )) the weekend had me dangling off the brink of conciousness like a participle to a poet's lip. lots to say and vent...


*sat morning*
had a final run-thru of the show. i did terrible. i was not "in" character. bah! this is my solo performance art piece. how can i not be "in" character when the character is me! i think it is a deep piece for me to delve into at the moment and i didn't really want to go thru with it. nevertheless, i was not happy with my performance and i was in a bit of a funk the rest of the morning.

*sat afternoon*
i went to fedex to pick up my package.(( insert giddy child like noise here)). tiggr bought me a long board deck simply cause he said "i deserve it!"
(sigh)
tiggr, YOU ARE THE BOMB!!!! as the internet world is my witness, allow me to bestow upon to you my humble gratitude! THANK YOU!THANK YOU!THANK YOU!THANK YOU!THANK YOU! MUAH!!!

*sat evening
went to vanessa's literary reading. it was peace to hear great works from pinay writers! much respect to you, queens.

*sat night
ooooooh, nightlife at the knitting factory. in commemorationf of brian's bday month, we all hopped over to hollywood for a dose of dilated people and the beatjunkies. i didn't do laundry so i wore my puma sweat suit. i felt like i was 19 again esp when they spun gangstar, mc breeze, blacksheep, and blackstar. danced the whole night. shorty was in town and that was hella peace. she busts out,"sistah! i saw you out there poppin' and lockin'! been watching you for 10 mins. you rep LA well!' (( feeling so damn honored and inspired)) i don't think i may ever wear heels to a club again...

my future seed shall be like him.

*sunday morning
slept late. missed church ((( so sorry God )))

*sunday afternoon
deejay and i went shopping! ((okay, stop clowning)). we were actually really good that day.(( mischievious look)). OKAY, fine.so i bought a pair of funky red leather mary janes. imelda marcos would be proud.

*sunday evening
went to visit mom. my dad made me a vase. three months til he comes home. i can't wait. i was blessed enough to be there when he called. no matter how old i get, i am still daddy's little girl. wouldn't change that for the world. i will just not tell him about the piercings. (doh!)

*sunday night
bambu and poorhouse projekts had a show. though it was a bambu show, everybody did a mini set. ashkan did "oh billy"; faniks did "clap your hands"; jedi beat juggled. at the end, bam says "there is one more member of the crew, miss alfadesiac!"... i shuddered...i jumped on stage... jedi dropped a beat... i paniced... i had no intention of performing that night. god damn! so, i did "dare".

later on bam says,"i didn't want you to do spoken word, i wanted you to FLOW!'

say what????

ok, i am off to SIPA. gotta pick up my mic stand from wendall and then laundry. i am one panty short of going commando. too much info? deal with it.