I'll sleep when I'm dead!

Okay well I didnt think I really had anything to blog about but then once I logged on shit started coming to me.

First, let me start by saying, if you know me, then you know I hardcore burn the candle on both ends.. I work two jobs and some weeks work up to 95 hours a week. This is not the case most weeks, I usually average about 70- 80 hours. Add this to hanging out with my friends and the time I spend eating and that's just about takin up all my time. Needless to say I dont get as much sleep as I should and I basically survive on Nos and RedBull.

Anyway long story short Saturday I took three naps, (like Im 95 y/o). Saturday night when I got home I basically feel right asleep, sometime about 12:30 or 1am. When I woke up in a complete haze of course, didn't know where my phone was or even what day it was, so I go look at the microwave which said 6:28. At this point im so confused about why the microwave says its almost six thirty, so i finally find my phone in my bed, it says six thirty and i still didnt beleive id slept so long so i looked at the sun, it was setting, definetly slept for about 16/17 hours. wtf.

I was supposed to be at Outback at 3:30. So I called in, apoligized like 800 times to KatieH. Who was covering my section.. Lucky for me, she's a total sweetheart cuz I'd be so pissed at me if I had to work and wasn't supposed to. Anyway, so I got there about 7 worked for three hours, made $24 and came home and went right to sleep for another 8 hours before coming into work this morning.

&& I feel like I could sleep for another day and a half. Well, I guess it all caught up to me.

My candle is fully rewaxed. lol.

On top of all this delightful mess that is my life, people are talking about shit they have no business duscussing. I hate that.

Anyway, im over it.

brandi

For the record.

I fell backwards onto my ass..

Not as bad as landing on my face, but not too much better.

At least this way I bounced back.

;)

Gotta find a new one to climb on now.

So to speak..

So yesterday when I went to order my new bank card and get a temporary one and what not.. the woman at the bank saw the last transaction on my card was the $100 deposit for skydiving in OC.

She didn't think I made that transaction, when I told her it was me, she seemed dissapointed that my card wasn't stolen. No comment about that.

Bitch.

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What does it mean to be on the fence about something?.. ((this is ironic cuz i have a bruise the size of a grapefruit on the side of my thigh from tryna get my fat ass over a literal fence last weekend)).

I mean i know the meaning of the phrase but what if your comfortable on the fence? What if you like it on the fence?.. The thing is eventually you gotta fall one way or the other I guess.. Im just tryna figure out the right time to jump so I don't end up landing on my face.

Hmph. This may not be the best of choices but I may just spend a few months on the fence until one of two things happens.. I fall, one way or the other, or I get pushed forward. Or pulled rather.

Im just as scared to fall forward as I am to fall back.. But I can't sit up here forever.. Eventually I'll get tired of just sitting here.

Last weekend, I jumped off the fence, forward, I landed on my feet. But it still left a huge bruise from climbing. Was the bruise worth the leap forward? What else could that leap cost me? What has climbing up here in the first place going to cost me?

The road on the way to the fence was smooth and paved. But looking down from up here theres a valley of jagged rocks to land on..

Im hoping to sit up here until just the right moment and gracefully leap to the other side.

If you know me, you know how un-graceful I am.

Is that right moment where Im safe to jump ever gonna come?

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My Rodeo better be home to mama by happy hour Friday.

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Yours Truly,

brandi

Fanny Pack.

fml.

i lost my phone and bank card on saturday.

i need a fanny pack.

my track record with losing things is pretty serious.

i just can't seem to get my shit together lately.

TANDEM!

Paid off the hotel for July today..

made the reservations and put down the deposit for skydiving..

the plane will climb to about 12k feet from the ground, when we jump well be about 2.5 miles up.

fall for about 45-50 seconds at 120 mph.

IM SO EXCITED.

"Money, money make me cum.."

Sometimes I think my life is just some big cosmic joke.

Shit storm is probably an understatement.

Happy MF Monday!

ps. for the record, drivin the Sante Fe hasn't been that bad, bitch gets way better gas milage than the Rodeo.. but I hardcore missed my sunroof yesterday.

i should have it back in about two weeks though. (!!)

:D

also.. just finalized the reservations for the hotel for our skydiving trip in July. Haven't told LeAnn yet but shes gonna be mad excited.

<3

DRAMA FREE

If you know me, you know I do not like drama.

I don’t like people in my business.

And although I have a pretty extraverted personality, I am private about certain things.

The things I do, who I hang out with when I am not at a party or at work and who I am or am not dating or fucking are things on that list that I don’t think are anyone’s business. If I tell you about the situation it’s your business because I spoke to you about it.

If I didn’t then it’s none of your fucking business.

If you need to stop and think if this is directed at you, most likely it is.

Before you speak think about the consequences of what you’re saying, especially if you’re saying it to someone you know it’s going to hurt. More importantly don’t speak on subjects that you are completely ignorant.

That’s all I have to say about that.

“Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere

ignorance and conscientious stupidity.”

–MLK Jr.

R.I.P.

Death is easy. Death means never having to hurt again.

Life is hard. Life means having to fight every single day.

Rest in Peace Kenny Ryan Johnson.

April Fool

I decided last night that I was going to let myself be mad for the rest of the night and when I woke up today I wouldn't be all pissy anymore about the Rodeo.

It still sucks, I still don't have a vehicle, but Im over it, Im workin it out.

On the bullitan board in my office, as well as on the wall in my cubicle at my last job I have a bright hot pink piece of card stock with the following quote...It gets me through the day.

"Attitude- The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude to me, is more important that facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think, appearance, giftedness or a skill. It wil make or break a company..a church..a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we embrace. We can't change our past.. We can't change that people will act a certain way. We can't change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is focus on the one thing we can change, and that is our attitude. I am convinced life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I can react to it. And let me begin with me."

-Charles Swindoll

Soo.. I decided to bring in the new month with a new attitude towards all the car poeple trying to screw me over. I'll get it fixed myself, fuck em.