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” Or sometimes, “Is it difficult being a cute female comedian?
PS: Murders tend to increase in proportion to ice cream sales. I never liked having women psychologists, because I feel they get too emotionally invested, and as the patient, I prefer a more objective perspective. Often people ask, “Is it difficult being a female comedian?
I spent 3 weeks completely ignoring him (which is what you do when you’re 15 and in love). I fear that so many female comedians hailed as “heroes” of the feminist agenda, are perpetuating the problem of women trying to BE men, instead of just being WOMEN. But in between sets, you talk to other comics about comedy, dating, tofu, sanity, and life. I didn’t once check my phone and we had a very good conversation about my act and our goals for the next few months.
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And we played Mozart symphonies and stole little flirtatious glances at each other during Orchestra rehearsals. Often they will be different versions of women on stage as opposed to off stage. Y’all, I’m standing outside the Comedy Store where the door guy, Steve is chatting with me. ” An established comic (not sure he’d want to be mentioned so let’s just call him John) comes out after his set, a ball of excited energy, and launches into a story as Steve attempts to listen while also checking IDs. Then we launch back into our conversation about our sleep patterns. Comedians tend to be highly observant, intelligent, sensitive people. Lately, I have really come to terms with my own addiction to the constant checking of every social media platform, even to Snapchat, which I swore I would never join. Today, my first Sunday free of social media, I caught myself checking things mindlessly by accident on three separate occasions. I cleaned up my room a little, something I am constantly avoiding and procrastinating by my use of social media. Since I’m not just mindlessly filling the void in my mind, I feel space for creativity and fresh ideas. I don’t look at the clock and think, “WTF…where did the past 3 hours go? The first step is admitting you have a problem, and I realize I do.