Big Day

Well, today is the big day. I feel energetic—I’m also drinking coffee—but at ease, almost serene. At about 3:30am I woke up and was thinking about some bits in my routine. All of a sudden some additional ideas came to me, and so I stumbled into the dinning room and groped for a pen and paper. This is the second time this has happened in the last few nights. I think I’m going to have to leave a pen and paper next to my cum sock (just kidding. I don’t have a cum sock… I use kleenex to clean up). Seriously, I’m sick of getting out of bed in the middle of the night, so a pen and paper next to the bed should suffice.

After this I’m going to finish putting up plastic on the windows, interspersed with rehearsing my routine. Rehearsing in front of the mirror is helpful, but so unlike the actual thing. Well, I haven’t performed in front of a crowd yet, but I have performed in front of the class, and there is a different dynamic when people actually laugh at your jokes. Obviously nobody laughs when you are alone in your room holding a lint-roller like it’s a microphone and talking to yourself in the mirror like a crazy person. Then again, rehearsing in front of the mirror looks so pathetic it might be considered funny. But whatever—it’s good practice.

So, with that said, I’m going to get to work.

Bye.