Holy messed up sleep schedule! This whole "working" thing has really got me screwed up. I used to have time to do frivolous things like sleeping, eating, and going to the bathroom. Now all I do is work. Back when I had zero jobs, I would watch Netflix and talk to people and write all these bliggity blogs. Not so much anymore. I now have three jobs; Abbott, HUGE, and the Brave New Workshop. They are all awesome in various ways. I'll count them!
Abbott is great because it pays my bills. And I get to take care of super sick people. And there are some hot dudes working there. AND I get to wear pajamas to work. SCORE!
HUGE has always been great. If it was socially acceptable, I would deem HUGE my church. My improv church. I could go on about how much I love it there and how the people have changed my life or you could just read a bunch of my old blogs and catch my drift and the diabeetus that goes with such saccharine love. "Saccharine" means sugary. The only reason I'm defining that for you is because someone found my website using the keywords, "poopman weebly" and I thought I'd cater to them for a moment.
Finally, the Brave New Workshop is my third job. I'm bartending there. For some reason, the manager thought I was capable of slinging drinks because I bartend at HUGE. HUGE only sells beer and wine. It's very different. Either way, I'm working at the oldest sketch comedy theater in the country (older than the Second City. Word.) I remember seeing BNW shows when I was in junior high and drooling over the epic talents of Katie and Caleb McEwan, Mike Fotis, Joe Bozic, Ellie Hino, Lauren Anderson and God knows how many more. I'm proud to say that I'm friends with a few of the people mentioned there and despite their fame and fortune, they're all really nice people.
So, my life until I get fired from one or all of these jobs (most likely from being too awesome. It's happened before.) will consist of very little sleep, sporadic blogs, little-to-no friend time, and hopefully a crapload of cash. Everyone loves cash. Especially the University of Minnesota's Bursar's Office and Firstmark Services. I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when I give them all my money. It'll probably look something like this:
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