Entries from February 2007 ↓

Why don’t I work out every day? I seriously don’t get it. I woke up at 5:30 this morning to go for a jog. It sucked at the time, but dammit, I feel amazing now. Great mood, lots of energy and I can feel my metabolism in overdrive.

Watch, this will be the last time I go for weeks.

Day 39: Project 365, originally uploaded by brittney.

This should have gone up on Thursday.

Day 38: Project 365, originally uploaded by brittney.

Playing catchup. This should have gone up on Wednesday.

Day 36: Project 365, originally uploaded by brittney.

This is B-Mo.

(day late, whoops)

So, there are some people who read my work blog who don’t like me. That’s a good thing. If everyone liked me, then I would be doing a shit job. Why these people who don’t like me (and take every chance to insult me) continue to come back to the work blog day after day after day is beyond me (hey, more job security for me). Maybe they are checking in to see if I’ve finally been fired.

Anyway, there are a healthy number of people who dislike my stylings, but then there are the others. The readers who not only dislike me, but go to great lengths to let me know it. Worrisome lengths. Like, "I know what you drive and where you live, you little commie whore, and I know when your pets go outside," sorta lengths.

These people? They scare me. 

Thoughts on the sporting event of the year, with interludes from The Boyfriend.

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Pre-Game Show : "This Cirque de Sole bullshit is making me lose my football boner." –The Boyfriend

5:10 : The Colts just hit the field. One player’s name is Saturday. I wish that was my last name. Sounds like a character in a mystery novel.

5:12 : [Chicago Bears montage plays, with lyrics "Sixty minutes til the best in the world."]
Me: "Sixty minutes my ass, it takes four hours."
The Boyfriend: "Sixty game minutes."
Me: "Oh."

5:15 : Ghost Rider? No. Billy Joel? No.

5:18 : "I wish that underneath Marlee Matlin’s name it said, in parenthesis, ‘world’s most famous deaf person.’" -The Boyfriend

5:20 : Norbit? No.

5:28 : Devin Hester’s hair? In a word–awesome.

5:40 : Sierra Mist beard comb-over commercial=solid B+

5:44 : I really don’t need to hear about Peyton Manning’s ripped back thumbnail. I can’t unclench.

6:31 : "If I had a Chevy, I would sell it after watching that shit." -The Boyfriend

6:45 : Wild Hogs? Aw, hell naw. Bill Macy, you disappoint me, sir.

7:18 : It’s official. That was the best half-time show I’ve ever seen. Prince continues to reign supreme.

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Eh. I got bored.