(I know I wasn’t gone for that long, but I couldn’t stand the thought of not blogging. I can be still be entertaining without the raunch, I think. Not that the real blog is raunchy. It’s just more honest and uncensored.)<\/p>\n
Yesterday was probably one of the worst I’ve had in a long time. You’ve all read the previous entry so you know that I’ve gone into hiding again. Just when the blog was starting to potentially become lucrative.<\/p>\n
This is a new day and I’m starting a new blog. Brian calls this the “fluff” blog for those uptight folks who can’t handle the racy, graphic stuff. Incidentally, the raunchy stuff is still there<\/a>. It’s just under lock and key now. If you want access, just email me (except for you, Ritchie<\/a>; I have your request down already). Now that it’s private and I have the ability to choose who I grant access, it’s better than ever. I’ve always censored myself in a way. Now I won’t have to hold anything back. I may even put videos now. Just kidding. I make no promises. We’ll just have to wait and see where our mood takes us.<\/p>\n Possibly the worst part about yesterday is being late to class on the very first day. You all know how much I pride myself on my punctuality. As someone who comes to work at least a half an hour early, I really hate being late to anything. When 5:30 pm (which is what time my MW class starts) rolled around and I was still on the phone, I just wanted to cry. All I could do was send an email to the instructor, letting her know that I was running late.<\/p>\n When I finally got off the phone, I hastily closed down everything. Actually, the computer was taking forever to shut down so I just in the power button. On my way out, I debated whether or not I should even bother coming to class that day. I didn’t want to enter the room and disrupt the discussion. Although, it was the first day and I calculated that with going over the syllabus and the schedule I probably hadn’t missed much. So I made the decision to go. I figured that saving myself the embarrassment of being late probably wasn’t worth missing a day of class.<\/p>\n They were just finishing their first in-class exercise when I arrived. They hadn’t even gone over the syllabus and schedule yet. I was relieved that I had made the correct decision, quite a change as I am often apt to make wrong ones.<\/p>\n Sheryl was really understanding. She didn’t single me out or anything. Perhaps she felt that I felt bad enough. The embarrassment and internal agony was enough punishment for something that I didn’t even cause. Okay, so maybe my poor time management skills are at fault. I figured a half an hour would be sufficient to resolve the customer’s concern. Little did I know I was going to be dealing with a lunatic.<\/p>\n When I got home, I went straight to work on this “fluff” blog and password-protecting the other one. I had a glass of sangria to relieve some stress and to help me sleep. It didn’t work, though. I couldn’t get any sleep last night. I think I’m going to have two glasses tonight and see if that works better.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" (I know I wasn’t gone for that long, but I couldn’t stand the thought of not blogging. I can be still be entertaining without the raunch, I think. Not that the real blog is raunchy. It’s just more honest and uncensored.) Yesterday was probably one of the worst I’ve had in a long time. You’ve […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[10,18],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/342"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=342"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/342\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14984,"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/342\/revisions\/14984"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=342"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=342"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=342"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}