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There is nothing like laughing until your face hurts. It’s those almost pee in your pants moments that make the world go round.  It’s landing in Heathrow Airport with your best friend, JT, and being completely delirious the entire cab ride to the hotel.  JT and I plan big trips every summer together. We started in 2017. That was our year.  Let me tell you a little bit about how I first met JT. 

It was 2013, I was living in DC, and finally got the courage to take an improv comedy class.  DC is a very different city than New York. Obviously, it’s much smaller so it feels like everyone knows each other.  I was living there for about six months or so. I had been thinking about improv and comedy in general for a while.  I even had “joined” an English speaking improv group when I was living in Tel Aviv, but never once went to it.  Of course I never went.

So here I was living in DC. I had finally made some friends, but I felt like something was missing. I wanted to find the quirky people. The funny people.  The different people.  Unless you’re a weirdo New Yorker living in DC, you won’t quite understand how “square” the place is.  I mean I know that they say it’s Hollywood for ugly people, but it’s not just that. I wasn’t feeling fully myself. So I knew that I needed to branch out more.  I needed to finally get into comedy in a real way.

I signed up for a class with the resident famed improv teacher of DC.  This guy was a living legend.  A DC staple that you just couldn’t get enough of.  He had been teaching at the DC Improv for years.  The DC Improv is not an improv school.  It is a standup comedy club that happens to provide improv classes. It was a very beginner improv class with no class show. No pressure, no hype, but I was in love. I had the freedom to be as weird as I wanted to be.  I could be strange and different.  I could scream zip, zap, zop while pretending to pass a laser to my classmates.  I could cluck like a chicken because I was supposed to! I could say anything on the fly and it was accepted.  I was hooked.

I went to one of the teacher’s regular shows and I saw her, JT.  She had huge hoop earrings and a bun on top of her head.  I immediately thought, “Who is this bitch?”.  She looked cool and I hated her. Okay, I didn’t hate her.  Not even a little bit.  I was actually kind of jealous.  I didn’t understand how she already knew people.  Who the hell was this person?! 

I signed up for the second level improv class.  I needed a show. I needed to see what it would feel like to be on stage.  Could I do it?!  I wouldn’t know if I didn’t try.  I walked into class and saw her.  JT was in my class.  Again, she acted like she knew people.  They all knew each other! Some of these assholes actually taught improv and were taking the class for fun!  Here I was, this barely there newbie to DC and to improv! And JT knew fucking everyone! Little did I know that this cool girl would become my soul sister best friend confidant ride or die forever bitch for life.

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