Holy oh my moly today is an ugly day. I haven’t washed my hair since Friday (I’m so sorry) and when I tweezed the brows yesterday, I messed up on the one that by default looks uglier anyway, and I look all lopsided and sad. And I’m not wearing a bra. Holler!
Well, the weekend was the weekend, and they’re, like, notoriously hard for me. I’ve talked with the T a bit about why weekends may be harder for me than the regular work week, and here’s a bit about what we’ve come up with. Let’s explore:
1. On weekends I don’t have a reason to wake up and get dressed in the morning and go to work
2. I don’t typically blog
...It’s really hard to get to know me at work.
So, to put it more succinctly, I am performing.
When I blog, I tend to hide in my humor. I’m not too shy to tell ya’ll when I’m having a crap day, but it’s always followed with a joke and enough sarcasm to keep you sated for the day until you come back the next morning for more. Make no mistake, Readers, that while you know the real Brie Breivik on this blog, there is also a lot about the real Brie Breivik that you do not know – and what you know and what you do not know is meticulously thought out and mulled over before it is put Out There.
So what’s the pattern here? Can’t figure it out losers? --Okay, all at once now…BRIE’S PERFORMING!
What’s so scary about the Brie Unmasked?
I wish I knew.