Curses!

My creative flow has been blocked by evil. I usually can sit down and think, "Brooke, write about this certain thing in your blog." And then I do and it turns into gold. But yesterday I have been halted. I realized people actually are reading this shit now, I feel like I have to impress ALL THE PEOPLE! So I am sitting on my twin bed, thinking about what I should write and all I can actually think is how excited I am that we are putting another bed in here! Yeah that's right, my own bed!! I can sleep by myself! As much fun as it is to have Alex as a bedmate I would rather be able to spread my long limbs and rest peacefully for 8 hours instead of what has been happening. I also have a job now. Its like the world is back to normal! GAH! I AM NOT USED TO THIS!! I just thought of three things to write about! Ok lets get started!

So I was asleep on the floor last night because my friend Liz, and Alex shared a bed, so I was on the floor. As I was unconscious I had a horrific dream. I had a dream I was pregnant. As we all know that is a level I have surpassed like almost over three years ago. Its been 3.5 years since I initially got pregnant. I am happy about this audience. Being not pregnant is AWESOME! And if you are as abstinent as I am you won't have to worry about getting back to that radiant bloated state for a while. In this dream I was oh, 3 months. Those of you who knew me three years ago would know I didn't show until I was 6 months and I didn't tell my mom until that point either. Then I exploded. The dream world told me different, that by 3 months you are a tub of baby just waiting to explode with placenta and life forms. I don't remember who knocked me up in the dream, all I remember is touching my belly and saying "Oh fuck! Again?!" Like six times. I woke up laying on my stomach and I thought, "I am hurting the baby!" So I turned over quickly and made a quick examination on if I was actually with child. GOOD NEWS! I am not :) It was all a dream and I don't have to worry about getting knocked up for another 4 years, because birth control is awesome!!

The other two things were, my bra is super squeaky! Its so fun! And then I made up a story about how one of my friends was kidnapped by a bear, a dragon and a giraffe last night while we were sitting outside my apartment smoking. Well we were actually laying on the cement trying to not laugh our asses off and everything.

Alright, I am off to fail my drug test. Peace out.