tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60367702008-04-25T11:24:17.029-05:00Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comBlogger435125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-74883358524092401782008-04-25T11:11:00.003-05:002008-04-25T11:24:17.077-05:00

Geez. I've been gone for so long.  Not quite sure why to be completely honest - I guess other things just took over and sometimes something like this gets pushed to the side. That being said, I'm not quite sure if I'm ready to start this 1 man circus act up again, but I just wanted to pop in and say hi to the few people who still check to see if I update, if there are any. Hello, are you out

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-27910940058824748992007-01-04T01:29:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:37:47.361-05:00

"Get'r Done?" I mean, COME ON. It's everywhere! Bumper stickers, windshields, TV, magazines! It. Won't. Go. Away. Keep in mind that if you say this to me I will look at you with a blank stare and have no further respect for you or your children. I don't live on a house with wheels and I don't expect you to talk to me like I can just drive my home down the road if necessary. Everyone's

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-54706745731852461952007-01-03T11:02:00.000-05:002007-01-03T11:12:36.150-05:00

Hi, kids. I'm still here. Just busier than normal. No, I didn't get a new fancy job. Just a busy social life, which doesn't allow for fun things like blogging. Such is the life of a social butterfly, right? (I know - how Paris Hilton of me.) Anywho, in addition to become all svelte and skinny in 2007, my other resolution is to blog more. Like, well, regularly. Things to do today: 1.

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is the night when I resume blogging. Grab the popcorn. See you soon! UPDATE: lets make that Wednesday night. Kisses.

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-42613298982480774402006-09-27T19:19:00.000-05:002006-09-27T19:40:53.537-05:00

If you happen to eat at the Red Robin in Durham, please make sure to request any server other than Lindsay. Not sure that you'll remember her name? OK, here's a photo: Meet Lindsay. She likes to duck around corners when she could clearly see the bottom to our "bottomless" steak fries. She liked to touch the top of our straws (which by the way don't have paper covers around them) with the

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-46837131836617621392006-09-26T23:38:00.000-05:002006-09-26T23:49:36.104-05:00

Um, I'm Sitting here, alone, watching Final Destination 3. It's 12:39am. 2 heads have already exploded. 2 girls have been burned alive by tanning beds. The group of soon-to-be-dead kids are standing beside saws/shovels in a home improvement store as we speak. I would be Captain Obvious to state that things aren't going to best for them, right? Screaming the usual things (really I don't scream

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Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-34610245325609817952006-09-20T22:50:00.000-05:002006-09-20T22:51:53.886-05:00

According to popular vote, I have "CANKLES." Nice.

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I'm just waaay too nice. That's all. Oh, and I have a job interview tomorrow for a possible promotion. Wish me luck! Additionally, I love our admin at work - This one hot chica totally put in my vacation hours without me asking when I forgot this past week. I'd buy her dinner if I wasn't broke like a mofo. DADDY MUST HAVE MONEY FOR ANOTHER PAIR OF ALTERED JEANS. Heart her to the max,

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Daddy's found himself a new pair of jeans. Big thanks to American Eagle for making denim that fits me like a glove and also a thank you to the nice Korean lady who is hemming them up for me. I might have done a little bow to her out of happiness. Oh, and in case you're wondering, my inseam is 27". I'm so tall, y'all.

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Screamy bands are never good for your ears. Remember that when you agree to go to a concert in a dive bar bar with bad acoustics. Also what's never good? Getting home at 3am when you have to be up for work at 8am. God, it feels good to be a gangsta.

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-83396494346852916162006-09-04T23:16:00.000-05:002006-09-04T23:17:54.842-05:00

I need to find some jeans that fit me. Any thoughts for jeans that fit short guys well? and I think it might be time to change the photo at the top of the page - suggestions?

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I've been MIA (thanks Norm. How about you remind me every single day?) So sorry, folks - Can we kiss and make up? Anywho, MIA. Right. I starting seeing someone about a month ago - it's going good. Actually, really good. Keep your fingers crossed (maybe a few toes as well). And If you're super cool, you'll know the details. My upstairs neighbors have been keeping me up all night, every

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-1155528848692116362006-08-13T23:10:00.000-05:002006-08-13T23:14:08.720-05:00

I think the title says it all.

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Prepare yourself for lots of photos. Yesterday, Gypsi and I decided to take a trip to South of the Border. Obviously only cool kids like us take days off of work to go to such rad places. I'll give you a moment to bask in our coolness. Anyways, 272 miles later and many repeats of JoJo's "Too Little, Too Late", I want to go back hardcore. It's just so shitty it's fantastic. The photo

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I want to give a Southern shout out to Shaniqua and Ray-Ray who are knocking the boots in the bedroom right above mine. Nothing like being woken up by your squeaky bed. LOVELY.

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Brent Nelson: Fantasia is horrible. Brent Nelson: But I will totally be sitting on the couch, popcorn in hand, when her Lifetime movie comes on Gary: oh God Gary: at least Stockard Channing isn't playing her Brent Nelson: SHE'S PLAYING HERSELF. Gary: or any of the other three actresses in all Lifetime movies Brent Nelson: I wish it was Jaclyn Smith Brent Nelson: that would

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What exactly am I doing at 11:15pm on a friday night? Going to my apartments swimming pool. I'll totally be in all my clothes, 'cause I can't have no bitches be seeing my rolls. That sort of sounds like a rap song. Hear that DMX? I smell top 40.

Brenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08311273710531968187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6036770.post-1153451079681782012006-07-20T22:00:00.000-05:002006-07-21T20:21:59.103-05:00

I just got a message on MySpace. Nothing wrong with that, right? How about if that message was FROM MY MOM who now has a MySpace page, techno music blaring in the background and 24 friends to call her own. Sweet. Jesus. I'm going to have to make my profile private now. (kidding mom. Love you)

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Glorious. I'm going to go ahead and say sorry for the lack of posts, I'm trying to get adjusted to the new atmosphere down here and it's taken a bit of a toll on me. A couple of things coming in the next few days: 1. The reason why I quit drinking 2. The reason why I love Fuse 3. Kelly! Clarkson! Concert! 4. Some random crap

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Next time I decide to play bartender, I should probably remember that 100 Proof Vodka is much stronger than what people are normally use to. And continuing to pour more of it in their glass might not be such a good thing. Oh, and I'll have to clean the vomit off the bathroom floor and toliet. With Clorox. This totally didn't happen tonight. Nope. Not at all. But, this might have happened

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And, as usual the ass shot (I swear I don't tell people to take these): More to come....

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So, my uniform is now HIGH FUCKING FASHION? You. Have. Got. To. Be. Kidding. Me. Watch if don't go all Naomi Campbell on someones ass and hit them 'side their head with my cell phone. I'll blame it all on the uniform and sue for emotional distress. I've got this all worked out. You just wait.

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Click here. I like the one where the little man is mowing the lawn. Only it's not a lawn, it's a pastry. GENIUS and cute. **EDIT** I stand corrected. It's a kiwi, not a pastry. Because those two look exactly alike, right? Thought so.

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Browsing through people on MySpace that went to my high school, I found this: OK, I'm totally with her about the tribute to her mom - but the two photos on either side - they are two of the most trashiest, beautiful things I have ever seen. "Ridin' Dirty?" You don't say. I'm completely sure her mom is smiling from heaven, throwing a big "Wu-Tang" sign and drinking a 40 in her daughters honor.

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