Dear People Who Saw Me on The Dance Floor Saturday Night,
I know. I can’t believe I’m that good of a dance either. It’s like I’m the love child of that chick from Flashdance and that creepy Lord of the Dance dude. Plus a hint of Justin Timberlake. All mixed together and fueled by rum.
dancing into your hearts,
brandy
Dear blog, life, blog and life,
I miss you
busily yours,
brandy
Dear man who sat beside me in the literacy conference yesterday,
You need to re-think your food choices because what was going on there was pretty nasty. And since I suspect it’s rude to pull out a gas mask when sitting beside someone, please respect my choice to find a different seat for today’s eleventy thousand hour long conference.
Maybe less Mexican food,
brandy
Dear eleventy thousand hour long conference,
I hate you with every particle of my being.
I hate you,
brandy
Dear Wishy,
I hope your birthday is magical.
Adoringly yours,
brandy
Dear all fellow blackberry users who are on my bbm list,
Expect multiple messages from me today discussing how my day is being wasted by listening to strangers tell me that I shouldn’t tell parents to ‘fuck off’ if I’m angry at them and I should also not participate in wet t-shirt contests in my spare time. Even if I know I could win. (Because let’s face it, I would). I will try to keep the swearing down to a minimum. Ditto excessive exclamation marks (which will be the only way I feel I can clearly illustrate my rage).
Sorry in advance,
brandy
Wait, you’re not allowed to tell parents to “fuck off”? That can’t be any fun.
I assume participating in wet t-shirt contests during work hours is encouraged though, no?
Okay, but what if your wet t-shirt had a little poem written on it? That would ENCOURAGE literacy, right?
most looking forward to some new voicenotes!
Dancing sounds like fun!
OH MY GOD! RUM MAKES ME THE BEST DANCER EVER TOO!!!!
ooo I love letter posts :)
and really? people use BBM? I have it, but don’t know anyone who does.- ie I think i’m the only one of my friends to have a BB. weird.
omg, the first one cracked me up! i may have spit water out of my mouth.
I love writing letters in my head that I’m never going to send.
Also, I FINALLY got to drink a Tall Paul and it was delicious. We made it the “signature drink” at our pool party on Sunday. Huge hit and all thanks to you!
Whoa whoa whoa…
Do NOT let them talk you out of wet t-shirt contests. If you do, the terrorists win.
We’re not supposed to swear at parents? Huh…good to know.
People at conferences should not be allowed to eat smelly things, it just makes the hours of confinement that much more unbearable.
I love open letters. And I love the fact that you know you could win a wet t-shirt contest. Sorry about the boring conference.
Brandy in a wet t-shirt contest? *perk*
Ah, yes, the “pump you up” back to school seminars! Enjoy! Try not to sit next to “Mexican Food Guy” again!!
Whoa, I’m leaving a comment on your blog when your twitter update pops up on my Tweetdeck screen. Being catty is apparently your thing. Now I forgot what I was gonna tell you because I’m afraid I sound like a stalker. Crap.
flashdance lady, lord of the dance and justin timberlake? that would definitely make for one interesting looking love child. lots of crazy hair for sure,
I love them all but this one is my favorite:
Dear eleventy thousand hour long conference,
I hate you with every particle of my being.
I hate you,
brandy
Haha, new to your blog and I loved this! Too funny! I wish I could steal the idea but my letters would just be lame. Really lame.
wish i would have read this earlier i would have so been your bbm buddy.
again: we need to be bbm friends.
The fact that you 1) called me “Wishy” and 2) gave me a bloggy birthday shout-out makes me want to 1) hold you ever so closely and 2) see those crazypants dance moves you were talking about.
Yesssss.
You are a gem! Thank you for the sweet words!
Dude, I feel you on the dance moves. One night, after way too many shots, the DJ in his infinite wisdom started playing “Single Ladies.” This went down better than you’d expect in a punk bar. Especially with me; I stood up and busted out that dance so quick, people’s heads spun. I thought I was fantastic.
I was not. Alas.
Do you go to the same boring literacy conferences as I do?
I don’t think swearing under your breath while teaching counts. But it sure can get you through a hard day sometimes…
I need you to add me to your bbm list!!!
LOL I love that you would like to rock a wet t-shirt contest, do they have those at teachers conferences now?
Dude, that’s the way your supposed to dance.
As for appropriate behavior, I’ve always told my managers at Banana Republic that if and when I finally depart that job, I’m going out on top. Like, I’ll carry the pile of rolled up clothes left on the fitting room floor out into the store, approach the offending customer and loudly say, “I couldn’t tell from your piggy behavior if you wanted this stuff or if you were just shitting on me for having a part-time job in retail, you fucking asshat.”
Dear Brandy,
Next time you are in Calgary, I would like to meet you. Possibly over a shot of tequila.
Your friend and fan,
Leah.
LOL dance vlog, dance vlog, dance vlog.
I wish i could dance like Justin Timberlake..