Suicide pie: One mans journey
Well we did the show last night it seemed to go ok. The crowd was huge which was great for Meghan. I thought my set was ok, I've been doing a lot better lately so that didn't really measure up. I think the crowd was with me, but fuck it was ten minutes who cares either way.
I called my old pharmacy they still have my old prescription for happy pills. That is a good thing before I fucking kill myself. I am not dealing well right now, I think I may be having a nervous breakdown. More likely it is just deep depression. This is not a contest or anything but I think this is the most depressed I've ever been. I didn't have any fun at the show last night. I didn't want to hang out with anyone I felt really uncomfortable in the social situation. I had to stop myself from leaving after my set was done. I was so uncomfortable that I thought I was going to flip out. I'm glad no one I invited to show up showed up. My show wasn't my best and I wasn't exactly stoked to talk to anyone after the show. I'm glad I did the show but I'm also glad it's over. Of the comics I watched I thought Geoff Lott and Lizzy had the best sets, again not that it's a contest. Lizzy looked really comfortable more then I have seen her and lo and behold actually looked like she was having fun up there.
We got a whole bunch of new stuff for sketches which is kick ass. Hax is going to keep getting better and better and...
I wanted to drink last night to get out of my head, the fact that I didn't is a miracle. I knew it would help and I definitely considered it. I'm afraid of what is going to happen to me if I can't get some relief from the flat emotionless uncomfortable feeling I have 24 hours a day. Well I'm in the midst of taking care of it I hope I can move on to enjoying what is a truly great time in my life.
Yours in Melancholy,
The Enforcer
"Is it good juggling?"
posted by Unknown @ 10:00 AM
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Geoff:
Hang in there man. Do what you what you need to do. Depression is a pain in the freaking ass. I know all too well how you feel. We all love you and you kick ass. I wish that depression was cool. Well, depression is cool if your Trent Reznor or Linkin' Park. Otherwise it blows. And remember, that white light isn't really light. It's pork light. The gleaming holy light that shines down from pork and all of it's glory will help you through your dark times. Really Geoff, it's not depression that you're going through, it's beef. If pork is god, than beef is the devil. Don't let the beef get you down man. The pork shall set you free.
Pork 3:16
Don't be fooled, beef is just chicken in a devil costume. Chicken is mud meat. Pork is the only true white meat. I looked into a cutlet the other day and saw the face of god and it oinked back at me.
Pork the other Aryan meat, the only true aryan meat.
Pork the final solution.
I had a similar experience with Pork. One time I was frying some Jimmy Dean Sausage and I saw the Virgin Mary in the grease. It was a miracle. I think Jimmy Dean is the Pontiff of Pork. Look at this:
http://www.jimmydean.com/
It's a pork oasis. His house must be the Taj Mahal of Pork. God I love pork. Even Snausages are good.
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