Life over the past month has become somewhat heavy. A little too heavy for this comedienne's blog.
I've still been making jokes. But not quite so frequently...
A friend of a friend recently asked me "how I stay so happy and bubbly all the time". I found that incredibly ironic, and felt somewhere between halfway relieved that I can still always put on a happy clown face for everyone who expects it and halfway saddened that I'm not even the tiniest bit transparent with my emotions. Or perhaps it's better to be more guarded around strangers.
Who knows anymore.
I was technically offered the chance to get away, and I mean AWAY for 3-6 months. This means I would have to sublease my apartment and leave this beautiful city behind. I weighed the pros and cons, and decided this little opportunity was not exactly my cup of tea and just an easy way for me to run away from problems, or life, in general. Not exactly a solution.
I'm forging through.
Yep. Took my balls, right out of their cup, where I keep them, and laid them out on the table.
In other news, here are three Twitters you should follow immediately.
These 3 always put a smile on my face:
1) Steve Martin
3) Cole Escola
Off to refresh the mindsicles, AKA sleep. UNT
