It's Monday night, I just came from the Upper West Side and tried to get on stage. Nothing. I did the open mic at New York Comedy Club earlier tonight, I tried some new stuff out, some worked. Overall it was a good and productive night. I went out drinking the other night with Andre. We went into some cool little dive called “101 on Seventh”. It was fun. I drank and danced. Some stupid girl started dancing with me and then started freakin me. Good Times. I was having fun, she was cute, nice little body. She was rubbing her ass on my noughty bits, my twig and berries, my frank and beans. I kept dancing and drinking. She got behind me and started rubbing my chest, my legs, and my crotch…Good Times. She was pinching my nipples and getting really freaky. She got on her knees and did her best Lewinsky impression. I, of course, still clothed, kept getting jiggy with it. The band started playing “Get your freaka on”, by Missy Elliot. Then they said “Give it up to the crazy couple! That's it for us, have a good night!” And they stopped playing. The whole room was quite, really quite. So I yelled, “You can't stop now! I haven't came yet!” Neeedless to say the whole room laughed and started clapping. This is the funny part, ready? The girl gets away from behind me and lets go of my ass and says, “You jerk!” And she leaves. People get offended at the weirdest shit! I didn't get her number. Oh well. I spent a little too much money this past week, I think I'll stay at the shelter for another three weeks. Yeah, I know. But it's all good! Work has been gruelling. The Austin Powers movie came out this weekend, I was supervising the main concession stand. Thirteen registers, fifteen employees, and four screens showing Austin Powers. Rough weekend.