I just had two of the best/most fun comedy nights of my career thus far (Gilda’s Club Fundraiser, and hosting my Comedy Girl class recital,) but tonight, I ate shit at Yuk Yuk’s and that’s ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT!
Why is Larry at Yuk Yuk’s ONLY on the nights when I do terribly? I did well last week = no Larry. Why can’t I just prove to that guy I’m capable of doing a good set?!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH fiddlesticks. I’m going to bed. Nights like this, I wish I’d have been knocked up in high school.