Pay day Mother F*cker!

I missed class this morning. Like a dumbass, I left my phone in the car overnight and didn't get my alarm. Disappointed in myself that I missed another 8:30 class. Last time I had an 8am I had a similar problem. Never again.

Also, for the first time since getting my phone, I am uploading all the pictures and videos onto a computer. Honestly should have taken care of this months ago, but now is better than never. I've been struggling with having no memory on my phone for so long that it's just become part of my phone, but now I can actually update my apps and stuff. Now I can update my chase app and put money into my account. Finally!!!

I'm also getting paid today, which is going to completely change my day to day life. I'm not gonna ball out, but I am going to be able to pay off some debts and have some money for myself. It might also be a good time to start budgeting myself, but with the amount of income I'm about to be getting (through my long hours at IT and SAAC stipends) I think I'll be ok with just saving 50 dollars every paycheck. If I can get that scholarship too, then my first couple months after school will be so much easier.

I have no idea, still, what awaits me at the end of my college career. I will probably live at home for at least a year. Having access to a car, cheap rent, and home cooked meals consistently is too good to pass up. I can possibly get a job through my mom, and start saving up money to take classes in the city or buy video making equipment. The beauty of writing is that I can take a job and still work on my craft and pursue it as a career. There is nothing stopping me from trying to make it as a writer.

Speaking of that, It's getting to the time where I need to start on this movie. It's been pretty cool to think about in class and meetings with Mark, but I don't want to be scrambling to come up with 30 pages a couple of days before the deadline. I should have 10 pages done by next Friday, definitely.

I just need to write the first 30 pages, which he thinks is the most important part of the movie. I'm inclined to agree, if I presented only the 'fun and games' portion of the movie then there's no telling what the hell is going on. If I can set up the characters and plot, then the rest of the movie comes pretty naturally. It's going to be hella hard, tho. But I believe in this script, and I think that if I stick to it long enough, especially after the end of this semester where I'll have half of it finished, then I can have a movie script that I can present proudly. I'm slowly building up a portfolio, and that's really exciting.

I also have a deadline for my drug rap that I'm still really excited about, October 22nd. Its a song writer's club open mic, so it's the perfect opportunity to present a comedy-rap. The only problem is that I can't write it now.. it needs to be 'in the moment'. I think that's why I'm so excited about it, though.

Laugh club is going on a missionary trip of sorts today. There's an RA at some hall that I found making a poster for an Improv night... so we were going to go over there and commandeer the whole thing. It will be a fun opportunity to work with people who have never done improv before (assuming residents show up) as well as recruit this girl to join our club. Putting our name out there as much as possible is only a good thing. People are really starting to hear about us. I think we're on our way to being a pretty damn good club.

I just had to help somebody with their computer for about 15 minutes. That's ok, part of the job. I was pretty much done with this post anyway.


Words I learned to spell: Commandeer.

Time and time again

I'm writing with a time constraint. It kinda sucks, feels less fun to write down my thoughts when I feel that I need to get good stuff written down. At least I'm taking the time to keep the streak.

My mother ended up being a comedy connection for me yesterday, kinda. I made a post about my Rick and Morty spec, and she said that somebody she worked with had connections with some guy who has a podcast or something, I don't know the details. All I know is that somebody who knows the show looked at what I wrote and complimented. I don't need to imagine what's going to come from it, because I have a feeling that nothing is. It is cool, though, to be appreciated.

Recently I've felt like I'm falling more and more in love with writing. I want to work on scripts and skits a every opportunity. I'm starting to get annoyed at school work (just starting now? I know.) because it doesn't let me do all the things I want to do every day. Obviously this is not a unique problem, everybody wishes they had more time to do the things they want, but I don't think people use their time the same way I do. I'm a pretty busy dude.

Saying that, I totally remembered that I needed to write something for my scholarship, due in 3 days. I'm gonna cut this short, then, but still recognize that I'm happy that I did this. Without opening up blogger and writing my thoughts for a little bit, I wouldn't have remembered. This blog is a very good thing.

Me, myself, and Stand Up

Making a title before a post is pretty dumb. I have no idea what I'm going to write about before I write.

The debate was on last night, but I wasn't able to watch it because of a comedy show on campus. It was a decent turnout, even though I really slacked off with giving people fliers. The comedy show went really well, in my opinion. Sean Leary is a funny guy. He could definitely work on his material a bit more.

I got onstage for a couple minutes too. I had these two ideas that I felt like talking about and they were received somewhat decently. I didn't have any pressure on myself, which made it go well I think. I just wanted to do my two small jokes and be out of there. I think the Night Panther joke has a lot of promise, honestly. Captain America is a somewhat recent film, right?

Ok, let me just tell the joke.

I was watching Captain America: Civil War the other day. I loved it, the action was great, the story was interesting. At one point, we're introduced to the King of Wakanda (Made up country) find out that he's this superhero warrior guy who runs 60 miles an hour and wears a cat suit. At the end of this big long sequence he's arrested by police and the FBI, or something. I think at that point they wasted a valuable opportunity to just give a shot of his home country. Just people looking around like, "Did our king just get arrested? What the hell is going on?" Like that should be making national headlines over there. Imagine if tomorrow Obama was found in Russia just fucking shit up? Blowing up bridges, running the speed of traffic in a cat costume. Republicans would have a field day, I'll tell you that much. Next time he tries passing anything through congress all you'd hear "Do you guys really think this is a good idea, coming from our first cat president? Half cat president, actually."

I had fun trying that bit, but I'm frustrated that the next time I'll be able to try it is 2 weeks from now. I have this love-hate relationship with Standup where I want to be good at it, but I hate only performing every two weeks, or needing to travel to get some stage time. I keep coming up with little jokes that I want to try out, but I want to try it maybe three or four times in a night and build a set that way. Joining the circuit in the City is the best way for me to do that, and the best way for me to get good.

So now the only way to improve is through other mediums. Raps, Poetry, Skits, Sketches, Improv, Freestyling, and videos are all available to me, so why would I put all my effort into finding stage time for stand up? If I have songs or poems or other concrete performance pieces available to me, then I can start building my 10, 15, 30 minute sets through writing instead of experimental performing. I can improve all around as a comedian and carry that into performance, rather than learn how to be a Comedian by struggling as I've done in the past.

I have a weird relationship with Stand up comedy, now. At first, I derived a lot of my self worth from the fact that I could go on stage and perform stuff that I'd written. It was cool. I was confident in my progress and loved imagining myself 10 years down the line doing great things as a comedian. That was in High School, when I had a huge problem with overconfidence and ego.

When I was starting stand up and thought I was doing great, I was more concerned with the future than anything else. I still face this problem of worrying about what's coming up rather than focusing at the task at hand, but I'm trying to fix that. I had, and sometimes still have, a bad habit where I would write for a couple of days consecutively then sort of bask in my successes. Any time I wrote a good bit I would relax until the need to keep writing built up again. It's like riding a bike, I would peddle four or five times then coast until I lost speed and fell off the bike. This is why I have this blog, and set the initial goal to write every day for a month, I want to break this bad habit.

Looking into today, I have a couple of real life things to take care of, then I think I'm gonna try and make more progress on Rick and Morty. I had two good sessions so far, but I want to complete it. It's been going on for well over a year now, if I'm not mistaken. Time to finish what I started.





Words I learned to spell: consecutively.

Progression Reflection

Last night I went to Walmart at 1:30 AM to buy hangers. It took me three tries to get the right ones.

I was in a rare mood of productivity and energy. I don't know how I got inspired, probably just from looking at my room and seeing how disgusting it was, but I stayed focus nearly the whole time and kept myself busy until I was satisfied. Then, this morning, I was tired and went to bed.

Yesterday started out with a big breakfast with my mom. Maybe that's why I had a good day. I never usually eat a high-calorie breakfast like that so maybe I'm just not used to the energy it gives me. I should probably try to have good breakfasts like that more often.

I also spent a lot of the day lounging around or sitting. I napped at 2 while watching football. Maybe if I make sure to spend some time relaxing then I can have better moments of energy that I use to be productive. Maybe the balance is the most important thing.

Then, at 4, I started my 5 hour shift at the labs desk. That sounds worse than it is, because I got to eat in the middle of it and it really doesn't involve any hard work at all. I'm still debating whether or not I should try and drop the shift in order to travel more for Melee. Ultimately, I think keeping the shift is a better move. It's a great opportunity to get my work done and get paid for it. I'm forcing myself to go to the library. Also, dropping the shift would lead to me getting ~500 less dollars by the end of the semester. Seems like an easy decision to me.

During the shift I had Yellow Deli, which was fantastic. Deli pesto, no mustard no onions. It made my day by how delicious it was. I think I'll be allowed to break up my shift with a meal, and that makes all the difference. I just need to rely on other people to get that meal for me. Maybe having healthy dinners that aren't too heavy is good for my productivity.

But maybe it was just the coffee that kept me up and drove me to Walmart at 1 AM. I drank a full medium, and we all know how much that can fuck someone up if drank at 7 o'clock. Caffeine is a beautiful thing, so maybe I should dive right into addiction and try to drink coffee as much as possible.

I think, though, it was the blog and TV writing that put me into that mindset. I know that there is zero downside to writing in this blog or a journal, but I don't do it enough. It should really be an every day thing in an attempt to loosen up my thoughts and get the blood flowing. Last night I made great progress on my Rick and Morty spec as well as finishing up a paper that is due today. When I got home, after an awesome movie night with the roommates watching Captain America, I guess I just kept my momentum going and cleaned about 80% of my room. I then worked out and did my 20 minutes of melee practice before going to bed. Ashley was giving me weird looks the entire time.

All in all, it was a good day. Now is another time of reflection, where I tell myself what I need to do and how I should be proud of myself and all that nonsense. I think just appreciating that I'm capable of days like that is enough. I have a confidence that at any point I can make it a great day by writing, exercising, practicing smash, and taking care of obligations.

Like my mom always says, the more you need to do the more you do. I could easily crumble under the pressure of my responsibilities, all it would take is 2 days of inaction and I would fall so far behind that I would start crying. But after this weekend, after performing in front of the largest audience of my life and making people laugh, after spending time with my friends and girlfriend, after getting $160 worth of food from Walmart, and being days away from a big ol' paycheck, things are looking so good that it's ridiculous. Now all I need to do is apply for a scholarship...

If I don't check in tomorrow then I haven't learned a damn thing.

Writing about meta-writing

Last night I performed in front of the largest audience in my career, somewhere around 1,000 people. From what I heard, myself and my two partners did pretty well. My mom was there too, which made it that much better.

I havn't written in a while, but I'm gonna excuse myself for that. I have been pretty busy, which makes me tired, which makes me not want to write. I have been stressing about the show, too. I'm not gonna sit here and complain about how my last few weeks have been going, especially now that they culminated into an event worth celebration.

I guess the question after waiting weeks to perform is, what next? I have to take a step back and continue the grind, like I have been doing. I also need to make sure that I control my ego with the whole event. I think I've been good with that, so far.

I also need to keep writing. I have a deadline for my movie coming up in October, and I don't want that to creep up on me. I have the Terps audition as well, and I want to absolutely crush it in order to redeem myself. Lastly, I need to finish the Rick and Morty script that I mistakenly shared with my Facebook friends, then not touched since. All these projects everywhere.

So I find myself back on this blog, doing a mix between a freewrite and a journal entry. I'm trying to free my mind of the gunk before I start crafting something worth-while. The problem with doing that after multiple days of not writing is that there's more gunk, Pretty obvious.

Whenever I bring myself back to a blog after not writing for a while all I can do is write about writing, which is what I'm doing now. I meta-write, I guess. That goes away with day two. Day 1 is about writing.

I have a bunch of stuff to work on, then.

Rick and Morty Spec, Movie, Terps rap, Drug rap.

That's actually not too bad.

I also want to get back into smash bros. I'm coming to a big decision right now, which is to give up on my Sunday shift in order to make the Syracuse biweeklies, or do I keep them so I can use the time to write, finish homework and trivia, and make some extra cash. With 10 weeks left, these shifts add up to 500 dollars minus tax by the end of the semester. With no guarantee of making money at smash tournaments, I should probably keep the shifts. Besides, Oneonta biweeklies are gonna start up and those are on Saturdays, so I'll still get some solid practice in. I'm also gonna make the trek to see Jteg and get that nice Marth practice session in,

But I'm sitting here at work wishing I could start working on something substantial. I'll start on my Rick and Morty spec, now. But I wanna check the Giant's game first...



Words I learned to spell: guarantee,

Short spurt

I want to be honest but I don't want to incriminate myself. I'll leave it at that.

I sent mad emails today, made appointments for meetings, and planned out a lot of things into my calendar. I scheduled some times to play melee with the kids on campus. I emailed both advisers and two of my teachers. All shit I don't wanna do.

I think I should start every writing session, or time where I'm free, with a blog post. As soon as I open up Reddit and Facebook I start to spend all my time on that and it destroys productivity. 

I have homework due in a week. Letter to the Editor. I will probably end up writing about smash, or maybe about the comedy world since that's a little more accessible to everybody. She would care more about comedy than a video game.

I want to write another rap, the theme being different "mindsets" for each rap. I gotta start on that and have some fun.

Having days like this really takes a lot of stress off. Having my calendar is going to help me immensely. I just need to make sure I do my homework.

Short one for today, it was just to get my blood moving. LAUGH CLUUUUBBBB

Freestyle 2

Its the freestyle rap part two, who knew, the type of day this kid would go through, doing everything at once cause he wants to, gaining strength from his friends, his family, his boo. He wants to allude to the laughter, but the only time the comedy comes is after he writes down the other things, a call from his mother, ring! The end of the day he's lazy but gotta keep singing praises


Has the opportunity to shine on Friday, turns out the shine got in the way, so he's brain dead instead of using his brain. Wish the writing was necessary, needs more pain. He self shames, to get himself motivated for creating. every moment passed gold that's fast fading, can't keep procrastinating, come up with content, so cool to crack down on what's delivered with cadence. Work hard, so far, making his own fragrance. Oh no, that's not Neo just B.O, riskier than steve-o, mask it with Cheetos. see the flow, see the flow. Imagine if it's said out loud, to a crowd, they love it, im bringing in bread. I can't let one night of writing get to my head. Work harder. I had three hours I worked for ten. I have distractions all over keeping me from reaching Zen. But it's a long day, I get it, get the excuses out now. It's over. I gotta go. An undeserved bow.