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I was going to ignore my promises for most posting, but I cannot sleep so that means you get a very late night post.
I spent most of the night going over potential bits I could use in a comedy act. I am thinking when the chance rolls around next year I will actually avail myself of it and get on stage. I just need to write down everything I have ever thought of performing live between now and then. I should be able to come up with 15 minutes pretty easy.
In other news, I hate my bed. I loathe it. It could be used as a torture device at Gitmo. There are lumps were there shouldn't be lumps, and it seems that it always pokes me. Also, for some reason I can't seem to fathom, it slides around. Usually an inch or so a day. What is that about?
Now I think I am going to see if I can entice Morpheus to pay me a visit with help of the narcotic kind. See you all tomorrow.
I spent most of the night going over potential bits I could use in a comedy act. I am thinking when the chance rolls around next year I will actually avail myself of it and get on stage. I just need to write down everything I have ever thought of performing live between now and then. I should be able to come up with 15 minutes pretty easy.
In other news, I hate my bed. I loathe it. It could be used as a torture device at Gitmo. There are lumps were there shouldn't be lumps, and it seems that it always pokes me. Also, for some reason I can't seem to fathom, it slides around. Usually an inch or so a day. What is that about?
Now I think I am going to see if I can entice Morpheus to pay me a visit with help of the narcotic kind. See you all tomorrow.