I Shove You

Wednesday finds me most amused by the antics of my dear fellows, namely Glinda.

I saw her today in the morning, if such a time of wakefulness can ever be referred to as a morning, and she took one look at my garb and said 'laundry day?' alas that lass knows me far too well.

Anywhoodle, I spoke today to some lollygaggers about my literary magazine, while trying not to notice that the green tape on the mic was peeling off and causing my grip on it to be ever so slightly uneven.

Spent a while on the phone yesterday with Stickyfinger-sister, talking about everything and nothing... our usual topic of conversation. She said she'd obtained a top for me from Cotton-On, and that she liked it so much she was just going to keep it. That girl is truly priceless.

Stickyfinger-Sister also has been on a positive lexis rampage, glutting herself (something that she needs to do more often due to her intensely tiny waist-size) on vocabulary. She said something about a Spanish ship in the morning, to which I replied 'a Galleon?' and later on we talked about her new found words such as 'filibuster', 'misdemeanor' ect.

Spoke to some authors today about more this that and the other things. Woman from ‘Women In Publishing’ spoke to me as well, trying to get me to e-mail her and obtain connections or some such blethers. I don’t really know if I desire to be associated with such a group, from what she said it sounded a little bit Opra for me taste… And I already have some interesting individuals to confer with if I want to flap my face noisily about literature.

Speaking of which, next week I’m talking about a particular text to 1200 students, and a 100-odd conglomeration of staff members… trying to kick some life into a generally senseless crowd about books. Thought of doing a speech on A.Huxleys ‘A Brave New World’ and Othello, because of the connections … but the crowd may be a little young. Hoping to hop back to NYC this summer to Columbia U and do some more poetry jazz.

Turrah.

Jhonnie Cat