The tales of a 30 something gay stand-up comic living in NYC who is searching for his soul mate or soul...which ever comes first.

Sunday, October 05, 2003

A THREAT

So I went to the hospital today. The right hand has been giving me a lot of pain since the Monday from hell. Low and behold..I have a broken hand. How fun! I'm putting this in writing.

JASON...IF I SEE YOU IN PUBLIC, YOU WILL BE VERY SORRY YOU EVER HIT ME!



Went to dinner with David this evening at Bahama Breeze. Chain resturant, but not bad. I feel way too full and I have more than 1/2 the meal in my fridgerator. He interviews for a job in Florida next weekend. I'll keep my fingers crossed for him.

Haven't heard back from the comedy club yet. Bad sign. I think I may have been cut. Oh well. Nobody said auditioning was easy. It just gets less and less painful getting rejected. Kind of like asking people out on dates. The more rejections you get, the less it hurts.

It is definitely time for bed.


 
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