Mondays...

Mondays... gotta love them.
I spent all sunday with my lover friend, and I didnt want to go home! so I ended up getting home by 1030 and didn't really get to bed til midnight. So I woke up at 645, delirious, ready for a great day at work. Zombie mode, I showered, changed, then longboarded to work. "Work" is a cashier job at good earth. where the managers are all hypersensitive to EVERYTHING. and are all women. (I dont have a problem with women, I love one... there is just WAY too much estrogen in management.) So anyways, long day passed from 8 to 4 just standing there, checking out old people with their UTI pills, and wierd creams. So once I got done, I bounced home, feeling melancholy... I think the sky is what does that to me. And found mom teaching lessons, dad sleeping, and no one else home. So typical day. Worked out, and now just sitting here typing my boring day to whoever would like to read it. I hope my lady friend calls me tonight. She looked stunning yesterday. Im a lucky guy to have her as the sunshine in my sometimes cloudy life:)

Im an idiot.

Don't you love how you can totally lose control and take out your stress and frustration on the ones you love? I dont. Im a complete idiot, that potentially damaged my relationship with my sweetheart. I love her, and I should never, EVER, treat her poorly. She is my everything.
Im not going to get into detail or anything, I just messed up. She is a beautiful, capable, smart, funny girl who deserves more than any man can give her. Hopefully, we can fix things, but im scared I pooched it so bad. its all my fault.
anyways me, youre an idiot.
love,
me.

Recently.

(it's my dog. I just wanted a cool picture of something.)
So, I recently decided that I passionately, HATE when chicas that write blog posts using bold, italics, underlining, coloring, and all THAT GRAMMATICAL GARBAGE a.k.a. some chick named "anonymous." sorry linsey. Crap I slipped.   It gives me a migraine when I read 3 words changing fonts every line, and/or every word. I just named dropped. sorry. But it's true.
Im always wanting to change my blog scheme and mix it up, but ultimately I realized that it doesn't matter what the appearance is... just the content! So I know there are only a select few who follow my blog, so I'm going to try to make it something enjoyable and maybe even something useful to read...
 ANOTHER thing. I always just want to write about my lover. Brittani. She always. is. on. my. mind. Not in a distracting way, just in a way where I am always happy and comforted by the thought of her. She and I joke about who is the boss in the relationship, you know what, I definitely am. okay. no... I just like to think that. Im whipped. extremely... I just always want to make her happy. I could write a book on how I feel about brittani. I also feel extremely random on my writing scheme currently. Im having sporadic memories, and feelings rush through my body and I just want to get them out. Brittani is like facebook. She is addictive, and even if you put off things you should do to be with her, you're always happier, and its always a freaking blast.
I love the rain. Its raining right now. (the October night of the 4th) and I realized that fall is here. Its changing and I am so excited for this romantic season full of vibrant colors. I cannot wait for the fires up the canyon, the corn mazes, the pumpkins, Leroy at Heehaws with the massive balls... I guess he died. I hope they get another one who can compete in the manliness category. He's a stud. So falls here, its great! 
WELP, my blogs plain jane, sorry linsey... its not frilly and "fun" to read. and my life is not a fairy tale, and realistically, no ones is. So lets not fake it shall we. So anytime I go on a date with my girl, Im not going to go into every emotion or things that happened... making out, is well, making out. not an extravagant slow passionate kiss, that is intimate and full of sexual emotion. I dunno. I just get a kick out of these fairy tale blogs 15 year old girls read that get a weird rise out of them. So if you're looking for that, heres this... www.linseymariebrown.blogspot.com. My blog is blunt. and beautiful... like a black woman. anyways... Peace out!!

love and love and love.

I'm a emotional wreck without my love. Since no one reads my blog, and no one cares... I'm glad I could just share this thought with myself. anyways.



Keith Urban's "without you" playing softly in the background.

Birthdays, Strep, And No lover...

Welp, August 15th was my birthday... The tradition of birthdays in my family is as follows:
child one(kendall) : Big DEAL. first child birthday of the year. big party... big deal.
2nd birthday(Kate): Summer party! invite every friend you know for a massive bbq! bonfire, big party.
3rd birthday(Candice): Just celebrated the 24th of July, so we have a party, "after party" its still big and ballin.
4th birthday(Carly): August birthday, usually more family oriented, but seems to get the best presents.
5th birthday(Collin): Every stupid kid age 14-16 comes over, wrecks our house, and kyle gets to clean it up.
Me. (Kyle): Last birthday. Everyone has reached burn out. Parties are now no longer fun. Usually no one knows its my birthday until facebook says it... so anyways, it's just how it goes...

Well, I guess one thing was cool. My brother, got me a... sword? haha.
 

 So after this, I had the opportunity of having my lovely, amazing, girlfriend to head off on a cruise to tenotichlan or also known as mexico. You see, I'm a total mess without her and after being with her, it's suprising how I've made it 18 years without her. Anyways, the point is, I'm in love with her, and want her forever. SO.... she left on this cruise, and so I was bound and determined to keep myself busy with random tasks so I wouldn't get too lonely. So I found a great little job to stay occupied. I did some demolition on a basketball court with my brother, and about halfway through, felt insta weak. I didn't want to be a pansy, so I kept with it. ANYWAYS, long story short. I had strep, and instead of going camping with my family, I had the blessing of sitting on my couch watching the clock tick, shivering with a migraine.
This strep rocked my world. I have had it so many times in the past... but this one was different. For 48 hours straight, I moved between 2 rooms in my house, unable to move my neck. Zombie status. I am so grateful for priesthood blessings, and I know that's why I've been able to overcome this so quickly. So yep, still finishing the antibiotic, but I'm all good!

Anywho, It blew not having Brittani, and having strep, having no family home the first night... just kinda rough.
B GETS HOME TOMORROW THOUGH! I'm going to be at her house and kiss her and hug her until she slaps me... actually, I'll keep hugging her. It's worth it:)

 anyways, here are a few pics from my sunday afternoon:

Late nights...

I know no one reads my blog, but it gives me sanity. So, I just wanted to write about the late nights I have with Brittani. (this blog will not do any justice p.s.)

We always manage to find something to do, and there is never a dull moment. We will go for walks, bike rides, movies, fires, stargazing, the list goes on and on. Ultimately, I just love her, and I love all my time with her.
I think the reason we have so many late nights out together is we are so bad at saying goodbye. I don't like it... I hate it! I never want to say bye, I just want to take her with me. Anywhere I go. So.... love is on my mind. And right now, on this late night, it makes it hard to sleep, thinking about my lady.

You're more than a lover, you're my best friend.

Baby for sale!

"BABY" July 2010 - August 2011.
R.I.P.

So, I have this car...
Her name is Baby.
She's seen me through the good and the bad.
Our relationship was misunderstood for a while, I treated her poorly. BUT...
Over time, we learned to love and appreciate each other.
I called her "lesbaru" or "lesbian bug wagon." and she didnt say anything...
Just served me loyally. I shall miss you baby.
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Whatever. I have a girlfriend who loves me. Her name is Brittani, and  shes not a car :) Life's still great, and I just got 2,500 dollars. BOOM!