If God had intended us not to masturbate he would've made our arms shorter

How are ya?

Had a late night at work and I can't sleep.

Three days more until my Stand up. I still don't have everything memorized, but that's okay. I am going to improvise some, and even if I do have everything 100% down, god knows I'll forget something!

I cant wait to get home.

I cant wait to get out of this shitty apartment. I honestly think my life will improve 50% when I get another place to live. Here is the latest on that

My friend Matt has had some big auditions but so far not landed anything. So for now it looks unlikely that I'll be moving in with RJ and Grant anytime soon. My buddy Graham is also looking for a place, but he said he needs to give two months notice at his current place. So even if he did that, we wouldn't get a place until February.

So for now I stay put.

We'll see how much longer I can tough it out. Oh, the roof in my bathroom now leaks pretty badly when it rains, so now when I take a shit, I can have a shower at the same time.. Touching.

I have been listening to "Save me" and written Cliff and Eric's band in Vancouver. What an amazing song it is. If I could post it here I would. If anyone has not heard it, email me and I'll send you a copy (with the permission of Cliff and Eric of course :p)

I told a friend this today, but I thought I'd post it here as well. When it comes to my stand up comedy, I want to be a mix of Chris Farley, John Candy, George Carlin, Artie Lange and Mitch Hedberg.


Still no snow here yet. Well, it did snow one night a little bit, but only for an hour and it didn't stick. I have a feeling its going to start soon and not stop. Even still, I only have 13 more days until I come home for Christmas, so how bad can it get by then?

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Im still watching lots of Carlin. I spent another hour today along with about an hour or so on Artie Lange. That NY Gaints clip I posted of Artie still gets me.

I mentioned last blog that I had some new and interesting thoughts and feelings after watching Carlin. I listened to his political and religious views and beliefs. How he have given up on America. He says 'When you're born you get a ticket to the freak show. When you're born in America, you get a front row seat.'

I don't know really how to say this, but like Carlin, I don't think I really fit into the standard society. I am different. I think in a different way. I learn in a different way. I act in a different way. I feel that as I get older I am beginning to understand this. I am off the beaten path. I am odd. I am convinced that I have some sort of learning disability or something along those lines. Even in my stand up comedy class, when we are doing certain exercises, I just don't understand certain things until AFTER we do them. Its like I need 10 times more explanation then the regular person. I feel dumb or retarded, but that's not it. Something about the classroom mentality just doesn't agree with me. In high school I just didn't give a shit. Improv I cared, acting I cared. Math. I don't give a shit. Science. I don't give a shit.

My life to this point, I have only done what I wanted to do. I have followed the areas in my life, in which interest me. It has brought me to this point. And for that I could not be luckier. I just want to do something I love. I want to do it well. And I want to get recognized for it. The last if very important. Even it's as simple as a boss at work saying 'I saw that report you did, it was wonderful, good job' Someone has to say it. I have to be recognized for it. I don't need awards or fame. I just need a few people love me along the way. That is my definition of happiness or success.

Sorry if I'm not making sense. I don't know how else to explain it. All I know is that something in me is changing, something great.