This is Love

Lairin and I often gchat. And by often, I mean, always. We are basically a married couple, but it's long distance. She's near the beach and I'm still in LA. Weekends are our only times together. Thus, we resort to gchat. We discuss the events of our day, even as they are happening.

Last night, I was telling Lairin of someone's disappointing behavior towards me. Her response:

I am...
not pleased.
knee caps
gonna get all broken up
in this joint. *

Now, THAT is poetry!

*Each line represents the content of each separate instant message.

Sigh

Ok I really suck at blogging, clearly. I'm finishing a book of poems for my MFA program. The final draft is due next week. I vacillate between thinking I have to do a lot to accomplish this, and thinking I have to do little. Everyone tells me that I'll be working on this book for two years or something after I graduate. This is the last thing you want to hear when you have been living and breathing a project for almost 10 months. This is why I'm not a novelist (because they live and breathe projects for 10 YEARS). So it has been consuming my life, and will continue to consume my life until the end of the year, probably.

Anyway, so because I can't actually post something interesting, this just made me super happy today.