Okay, I’m not on the Lower East Side, but my friend just stopped by my office with pickles from Gus’s Pickles, which for those of you that don’t know is a famous depot of pickley goodness. That’s a sign of a true friend.
Anyhoo, I finally got some good sleep under my belt and all I can say is I WANT MORE! I’ve really got to do some soul searching and see how I can make sleep a bigger and better part of my life. Also, gas pills are currently a big part of my life based on the amount of vegetables I’ve been eating lately. Seriously. Wow. Don’t sit next to me. I’m serious.
I have a show at a bar tonight. I will not be drinking, just being my hilarious self on stage for a multitude of people, most of whom I don’t know. This whole bar-dwelling activity leaves me without time for exercise, so perhaps again I will have a night of sleep before midnight. Tomorrow I don’t shoot, so I’m thinking I’m going to get up early and go to the gym before work. Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking, we’ll see what actually materializes from all this. I have been tardy with my yoga as of late, but planning on getting back on the Bikram bandwagon next week once I feel that my body has been properly cleansed of all the grossness that resides in it.
Exercise: Hey making people laugh is hard work. Good thing there’ll be liquor around.