LeishBlog

I am writing in my lunch break while slurping on my soup. The soup is mediocre and I must say that the ‘bread’ that came with it is the equivalent to half my hand. Why must we measure things in hand….they are there I suppose?

Anyway to get to the point I had a fabulous night last night, great gig. Well sort of. All of my lovely friends showed up. BIG THANKS PEOPLE! I mean I do have the most amazing posse. They laughed and hugged me and it was just the best. I think I could have stood on staged a drooled for 5 minutes and they would have clapped and laughed along. The best thing for me was that people Like Former Flat mates Mick and Sarah and Dave who have watched me practice and go through all of my nerves over the past year got to see me live. I think I was most nervous about that. I am happy that Mick said he laughed aloud. That’s a hard one to crack. Often we have watched films where I am convulsing and giggling and he does this silent closed mouth laugh. It is very contained. It’s nice also because you know when you really have him laughing. He said at the end of the gig that he laughed fully. That was great news.

There were an interesting array of performers there, first timers and people I had gigged with before. Stand up sure does attract a diverse group.

I though my set was ok. A bit rushed but then I am a tough critic. I hacked my act up on Tuesday night when I realised I was about 1 minute over time. I thin it threw me a bit but no one else seemed to notice and if they did they didn’t say anything.

Anyway so it was a competition and I won. So that’s nice.I go into a final in October to see if I can then get to the grand final.

The Princess was adorable. She screamed and jumped around like I would imagine a stage mother would.

“Babe am I embarrassing you?” She jumped and screamed some more. I love her for her enthusiasm.

We dropped into the Princesses Pad for a lovely chamomile tea and replayed the evening.

“Babe, you are going to be famous…..are you going to forget about us?” She said like a wounded animal, if a wounded animal had the capacity of speech.

“Babe what’s the point of being famous when you can’t have your best friends around to sponge off you?”

I think the Princess will be running a TV network way before I am famous. She will have to employ me.

I am a really lucky lady to have such wonderful friends and all of the opportunities that come my way. There are lots of interesting things going on in my life and that I am grateful for. Now if I could just get laid……actually I’m not to fussed about that at the moment either. How unusual.

I am having my hair coloured tonight. I need a change. I am seeing my hairdresser Thomas, who is the most meticulous stylist I have ever been to. He likes to consult you on every move and has a unique way of cutting and a cool get to business stance. He is Asian and smiles and nods at me a lot.

Should be fun. Love hairdresser visits. I have been home dying for so long I forgot about the luxury of it all.

Anyway lunch break is done. Soup was crap, must get back to it.

L