Improv, Anxiety and the Edinburgh Fringe.

What an excellent title for a Harry Potter book. I'm unsure whether to use the Oxford comma. I'm gonna stick with no. Fuck the police! Yes, so. It's Edinburgh Fringe season, what a time to be alive! You're probably wondering what yer gurl Judy is up to, why hasn't she told us yet? WHY CAN'T … Continue reading Improv, Anxiety and the Edinburgh Fringe.

THIRTY YEARS OLD

Yes, that is correct. I am now thirty years old. Thirty. 3-0. Isn't that something?! I never thought I would make it to thirty, but here I am, grey hair and all. I still look about 23 though so that's good. Look at me. Look. Like a little baby. (Excuse the wrinkles around my eyes. … Continue reading THIRTY YEARS OLD