10 minutes of me

Here I go, here I go, here I go. Again, girls what's my weakness?

Zen. Ok then!

Yeah, I've got ten minutes before I go to yoga SO I decided to write it up in the ol' blogosphere. As the last thing I have writ was a tribute and how booooring is that.

Things are looking up. Why? Because I'm giving myself deadlines and as much as deadlines suck, they serve a purpose and that's to get my ass in gear. Because the last person I want to be is one of those bleary-eyed self-defeating dick-offs that "accept" their circumstances and wither in their own vat of self-pity. It's not that I dont have the ability to do that, I think I could very easily succumb to the numbness of acceptance; however, I owe more to this lifetime than to waste it away not doing something that I care about.

I really want to get a bicycle. If any of you have a bicycle sitting around in a garage somewhere, holla. Perhaps I will make you a cauldron of my delicious soup and we can trade. Yeah, I made delicious soup this wk. Dont be too jealous. Or BE too jealous. Your choice. All you have to do is ask. I have plenty.

What else, my sweets? The upcoming wkend is that of brewfest traditionally. I'm boycotting because the city of FoCo completely fucked the situation. The beautiful situation. And how DARE I miss last year. How dare I. The last hoorah, as if I could have known. Although the gluten thing does get in the way of brewfest on its own. Gluten intolerance. What a bitch.

I took the wk off from comedy after a fun and stellar time in the New Faces contest last Wed. I worked really hard up to that point and my brain needed the escape. Looking forward to upping the ante over the next few months. We've got a great group of lady comics in D-town and we're organizing to take on the scene. It's gonna be fun. Real fun. And funny. Beyond funny.

Ok, I believe that's close to my ten minutes. Go forth. Be brave. And I will be gettng bendier.

Woop woop.