Not Too Shabby

I woke up yesterday at 5am. Left at 5:15, got to work by 5:40. Worked until 2pm. I went over to Megan's, played with Piper for a while. We high-five now. If you ask her where her dad is, and he's not in the room, then she shrugs her shoulders... it's adorable.

I practiced my material for the Semi-Finals, then I was on my way to the show. I hit a car. Minor accident, no one was hurt, very little damage. I was trying to get around a car, and I guess this car was in my blind spot, my side view mirror hit them. They just have a small dent right before their passenger door. My side view mirror snapped off...but was still hanging on... I just used some gorilla tape.

ANY WAY!

So I get to the clubhouse way early, as I usually do. Ate dinner, but my stomach was still all weird from the accident. Then my gallbladder was acting up. So I felt crappy.

SHOWTIME.

Everybody in the lineup was amazing! Everybody was on fire! It was a big audience, they were a great crowd! I think I've only played in front of a crowd like that a few times. It's AMAZING! The energy in that room was electifying!

I'll be at the Finals. I was shocked. 1st place?! I've never won anything before.


Okay so that was yesterday...today is now. I called the insurance company. I'm writing this entry while watching The Office. And I think I'm gonna go to the gym before work today. I can tell I've gained weight. My uniform fits a little tighter than when I first got them a few weeks ago. Plus...the scales at the airport are unfortunately accurate.


I'm gonna go work out now.