Hey there JiBlets!
It's yer ole pal Jokey blogging because I pretty much do whatever Andershack tells me to. Chris, the roads are paved with candy and I'm not talking about your Hershey highway. Well, maybe I am a little bit. I'm glad you're going to be in Ohio this summer.
Speaking of being in Ohio, I was exactly there this last weekend. A BG reunion took place, with Rob, Bob, Subic, myself, and a full host of goofy fucks who still live in town. We were drunk and merry. Long story short, I put a baby in Rob.
Just kidding about the goofy fucks thing. I lumped most of you in with my description of Josh.
My current classes are coming to an end next week, and new ones begin the week after. I'm totally jazzed to be doing what I'm doing. So much that I use the word "jazzed" unabashedly. I've already written my final sketch for my first writing class, I've learned a boatload from my improv teach, and can't wait to do more. Man, as soon as I'm completely comfortable on a stage I will be unstoppable. That day approaches quickly.
These classes are nice, for the most part it's like sitting in a room of contacts and potential friends. Met some good people and I'm sure I'll meet more.
It was my birthday a couple of days ago. Seriously, thank you all for the wishes. I've never had between seventy and eighty people wish me a happy one on the same day. Warmed this old battleaxe's heart.
The big-assed Chicago comic book convention is this weekend. It's huge. Carrie Fisher will be there. It's that big. Nah, she probably needs the appearance cash. But seriously, it's a big fucking show, and I'm excited about it, and excited to see a bunch of people in town, including Mike Wulff who I haven't seen in several coon's ages. Hooray for nerdery.
Considering hypnotism as a way to quit smoking. I've heard magical things. Thoughts?
2 comments:
Thoughts on quitting smoking: you have probably smoked for close to or over 10 years. You are rapidly approaching the point where it WILL kill you. Horribly. Painfully. It will degrade you personally and put a huge strain on your loved ones, both financially and emotionally. You will waste away in a sterile white room pissing and shitting yourself as you vomit up the blood-soaked remnants of your lungs. Whatever works for you, just do it. Do it now. Don't put it off. Don't wait for 'x' or 'y' to happen, just stop. I don't know anything about hypnotism, but if you have the will to quit you can. If that shit helps, good on it. I relapse every time something traumatic happens and smoke one or two cigarettes. If that happens, suck it up, realize you fucked up, and just stop again. Also, quitting improves your libido. For realz. Furthermore, ladies like it when they can smell your pheromones.
It will be done. I liked what you had to say a lot. i was going to say I'm gonna try again, but Yoda pops up in my brain telling me there is no try. I will do.
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