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?"
