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well i've been enlisted to two real comedy nights. oh dear. and apparently i am expected to stage dive at the smaller one (after an odd conversation confessing my need to crowd surf).

I do have material, but i want slinky sexy new stuff thats so cool it belongs in an ice box.

Also my buddy, Holly, is really pushing herself and going places. i have decided to be her groupie. she's too shy to tell most of her friends she does stand up so she needs someone to generally annoy/support her.

On a downer i have to re-save my music tracks for Chemo as the original format didn't work as we expected.

OH MANNNN. I hate saving tracks. I want to make new ones.

I think, even though i should save music and write comedy i'm going to go skating now. my knees feel battered but i cant resist blue sky. I went yesterday and skated to 'Does it offend you, yeah?', 'Madball' and 'small mercies' (nice one munch) and i feel this time ill add some Hellyeah and Slipknot. I almost landed a kick flip over the fun box yesterday and im itching for the satisfaction landing it will bring.


Also in other boring news my mum picked up my new car head unit so i can try ripping my car open tomorrow. mmm stage two is stealth speakers and a small sub. then the rock box will be go go.