Yep- it's hot

I can think of little else but how hot it is. It's gotten up to 44 degrees for the last 2 days and is going to get there again today. We have no air con in our house and the other night the power went out, so no fans either. It's back on now, thankfully. For a couple of hours I draped a wet towel over my shoulders and sat in the dark. Sobbing quietly. Well, didn't really sob...

Last night, I got up at 3:42 after trying to get to sleep for about 3 1/2 hours, grabbed a frozen bottle of water and hugged it like a teddy bear. Actually, don't talk about teddy bears; those poor bastards have fur- oh, hang on, they're not real...I'm losing my mind.

Raw Comedy *tick*

So, I had my Raw Comedy heat on Saturday. Just to get it out there from the get-go, I didn't get through. I'm okay with that. I'm really glad I did it. I don't think I disgraced myself.

I just so happened to be on after the MCs went off on a big tangent about horse f$#@ing. So, I got the awesome introduction "and here's someone who probably hasn't f$#@ed a horse- Tracey Hogue!". It was certainly the crassest introduction and put me in a bit of a predicament because I did not want to begin my routine by swearing or talking about bestiality. Just one of those rules I had given myself...

So, I just chose to ignore it and get on with what I was going to do anyway. It probably ended up just looking like I couldn't cope with improvisation. I would have loved to respond to that introduction in a clever way. Can you think of anything?

I've realised that most comedy is low-brow, especially the type where you only have 5 minutes to get some cheap laughs. But you know what? I'm glad that I abided by my own rules and didn't swear (I did say 'crap' but that doesn't count- they say it on 'Home and Away') or talk about typical female comedy things.

Actually, what do you think about the swearing thing? You see, I swear in 'real life' and I don't have a huge problem with it. I just thought that it would be interesting to try and be funny without it...

Things that irritate me (Part 1)

I try really, really hard to be thankful for my job but there are some things that really, really irritate me.

1) People trying to send faxes through on our phone number at work. You know that high pitched beeping sound? Yep- that really irritates me. But it's not just the sound, it's what it indicates about the next irritation ridden 10 minutes or so. You see, when a fax doesn't go through, the machine, in all it's technologically automated brilliance, redials the same number twice more. So, I KNOW that in the next few minutes it's going to happen at least twice more. Well, Tracey, just calm the hell down and deal with it- I hear you say. I try- I really try. Does it help if I explain the compounded irritation because of the ridiculously long company name I have to say(for artistic and confidentiality purposes let's just call them Gagliano, Fritelli and Stott) or the fact that I sometimes have to run from the other side of the office or I'm on another call and have to juggle phone lines?

Yeah, I know it's my job, but sometimes it sucks! Career Receptionist, indeed! Director of First Impressions, whatever!!