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I've come to differentiate between my conservative subconscious bonds with money - where I've avoided mingling with too much sleazy debt - and my more promiscuous conscious attitudes towards it - where money is my bitch and it will come to me if and when I shake my tail feather.
So what I've done is create an open mic comedy platform, which invites people who are interested in comedy to have a go and I get to be the MC by default.
It started with strangers coming together over raw cauliflower, and ended with them comfortable enough to do strange moves with their bodies together.
I've been threatened with a law suit and been homeless for half a year. I have no time to exercise and I'm dating strangers again. Life is fun, what do you think?
For the last three months of my life, for example, I’ve been workin’ 9 ‘til 5, what a way to make a livin’. Literally living my worst professional nightmare because I thought it would make me feel grateful or pleasantly surprised. Okay, whatever, I also wanted money.
How has my pea brain gone from being totally wimpy to sassy enough to make me believe I am a Discomfort Coach in the areas of public speaking, stand-up comedy and adventure? Allow me to explain.
I only consider them serious relationships if I said 'I love you,' I was over the age of 16 and they weren't addicted to meth.
This may sound like death on a stick to some of you trendy middle-class twats I'm friends with because it certainly sounds like that to me. But for right now, at this time in my life, it's kinda perfect.
I have three focuses in my life at the moment. Three very time consuming focuses that demand I be better at life than I have been the past week.
I've always thought 'love yourself' was a stupid term because it repels people who don't like wishy washy hippy dippy bullshit.
People enjoy my honesty in my storytelling, which is splendid because it's one of the higher values I carry with me in this strange world.
The first time I ever had sex with someone who I wasn’t in some sort of relationship with had me
I don’t know how many gigs you have to run before you’re officially a comedian but I’ve done two, so
I live out of a suitcase. I don't even own the suitcase. It's borrowed, much like everything else of any tangible value in my life; accommodation, vehicles, mouthwash.
Dreams take a lot of persistence and neglecting of toenails. But if you're determined to make shit happen, here are five guiding principals to start.
Apparently I’m that into clowning around that I wildly went and registered to do Triple J’s Raw Comedy competition. Dying inside.
I scrounged around for drama workshops on the sunshine coast and voila! I found one to kick my nerves back into action and totally get me out of the house.
There’s a time and a place for overbearing confidence and that’s primarily in the toilet.
I've decided to go out each week and ask five strangers different questions about comfort zones. This first week was kinda a flop.
Even if I hadn't ever spent endless weeknights binging on straight vodka like Eleanor Oliphant, there was an unhealthy relationship with peanut butter.
They simply had no shame, no idea about personal space and no regard for the rules. They’d chase people. Sniff people. Kiss people.
If you’re a good egg and follow my stories on Insta, you may have been lucky enough to experience the
I hired a car and they TRIED to rip me off charging for a chemical clean. That's like saying you need to shed a layer of skin after you use the bathroom.
I know that being confrontational can be unattractive, so that was not my intention. But I let my emotions control
Intimate connections with family and long personal friendships are two of the most important contributors to health, longevity and personal happiness. Source.
It was a casual trip to Poundland recently that led me to sneak over to my local park at sunrise