So...I had a particularly shitty stand-up set the other night. For realzzz, it was BAAAAAAADDDDDDD.
If this is any indication of the level of suck that occured, my friend (who had never seen me do stand-up) said this after the show:
"Stand-up is really hard."
Yeah. THAT bad. uggghhhh. I wanna break it off with stand-up. Walk away, never look back- I don't want to leave a note, I just want to empty all of my shit out of the apartment while he's at work and run to Arizona and be a Pampered Chef consultant, or start up my own ebay business selling my mom's smoky Beanie Babies. They've been safely stored in baggies in a closet since 1995.
But before I break it off for good, I'm gonna do another blog challenge. Because even when you know it's not gonna work out, you still wanna sleep with him. Maybe you are punishing yourself, because you like the pain. Maybe you are trying to find that redeeming quality you didn't see before. Or maybe you're trying to get pregnant to trap him into staying.
So that's what I'm gonna do. Hump a new blog every day for seven days. I don't promise that it will be brilliant. They might not even be funny. But either way, I'm gonna get pregnant with a new comedy baby.
I will thank you in advance for reading. It means a lot.
ENJOY!
-Michelle "entrapment" Miracle
PS. This may count as the first entry, unless I am inspired later tonight.
Monday, June 2, 2008
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