Last night was a fun yet frustrating evening. First show I felt very tight and a little angry at myself for doing that. Second show I decided to throw myself out there a little bit more and felt better about it. I decided that a half gainer with no water in the pool was important and I accomplished that almost, I still need to throw myself off the cliff a little bit more. Ok so that was cool and I had fun.

There were three mafia members in effect there Mastermind, The Accountant, and myself. Ok I didn't see The accountants set but I did see two Mastermind sets and I think he is doing great he is the most comfortable he has been on stage ever. That will benefit him big time. Ok here is where the night got weird me and Glott and the Mastermind went to Waldos behind Pigass. Jerry Rocha who featured was there (he was very fucking funny) and The Gout was representin' and there were girls quite a few girls and they were talking to us. Ok now we all had just had good sets and things are rolling smoove for us. I'm thinking that this is turning out to be not a bad night. Then the weird shit started happening. Each one of us were stopped at different times by different cock blockers.

Why of all nights would they choose last night, finally there are girls and guys can't stop fucking things up for us. Perfect example GLott starts talking to hot little thing and the Gout just mumbles in and fucks thing up like she doesn't exist and what is happening isn't happening. I finally get to talk to this girl who I like (I don't know her but I like what she looks like) and not three words in this guy wanders in says something positive about my set then keeps talking until the King of Cock blockers Jerry comes up and starts talking about Nintendo to the guy who interrupted me until the girl walks away. I couldn't believe it. Jerry is a nice guy but I haven't seen a guy fuck up more peoples game in my life. He just walked around weaving a path of destruction.

Like some kind of anti-pussy tornado.

The guy who interrupted me and Jerry were tag team champions of cock blocking. They both ruined game for not just me but for the Mastermind who had something going with a hottie. Glott got it from the tag team, as well as from The Gout so he was screwed. What a weird night there were girls all around but there were dumbshits that wanted me to go home alone.

"I should have ended with my Jesus fucking a goat bit" -Peter Johnson