Oopsie I think I made a boo boo

I’m guilt tripping myself rn for taking the night off open mics. I’ve been doing so well, consecutively getting up to 20 min a night (even on weekdays.) I truly feel the comedy scene growing beneath my photo wanted feet. I can’t wait to perform my new set this weekend, it is deep, personal, and edgy. The best way to transmute pain, is creatively. Things aren’t happening to me, they are happening for me. I’m telling that to myself, trust me it’s hard for me to believe it as well.

Life is crazy. I recorded my sets this week, and I think that is my “uh.” I need to stop doing that annoying shit.

Also I couldn’t care less about the World Cup. I think it’s great that it’s bringing people together, but the only cup I care about is the one my tequila is getting poured into.

Gemini season is over, but I’ll continue to be confusing, and mysterious. Just wanted to check in since people actually care about this thing.

<3 my mind Robin Love