So I went on at the Madhouse. I talked to the host guy last Friday but he forgot to put me on. He was nice enough to put me on. I basically got lost and angry on the way there, so the tight planned set I intended to do went out the window. I don't know why but for the 2nd straight week, I had an fast nervous delivery. I didn't feel nervous I just delivered it that way. I did ok, haven't graded it in awhile so I'll say a C+. I tried some new jokes and tried to work out some old stuff. It was a really small pretty much comic only crowd. When I left at 9 there was maybe 6 people in the audience. I feel like I should stay and it looks bad when I leave but I just hate hanging around watching comics work a room of 7 ppl.
So the weird encounter. I have been training up north the last coiuple days and tomorrow. A girl I used to date lives up there and were still friends so I figured I'd stay there. It seemed she didn't want me to go, but I told her to just tell me. She said she had a few friends over, which I wasn't too concerned about. I get there and find out the friends are dudes. Not a big deal, wasn't trying to make any moves but it was pretty apparent I wasn't wanted there. So I just watched so tv on her computer in her room. She ended up never talking to me, and just sleeping with one of the dudes in her living room. It was really strange and next time when I sense it will be weird I will trust my judgement.
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