Confessions of an Insomniac

Well, here we are again. That beautiful time in the morning. 2 a.m. And still not asleep. If I was, this whole blog would be amazing. But, alas, I am not sleep-blogging, so it puts it back on the mediocre scale.

As I sit here, in this amazing lazy-boy chair. (if I'm sitting in it, does that make it a lazy-girl chair? oh...sorry...it's too early for corny jokes, isn't it?) I'm editing pictures and telling myself I should've gone to wal-mart to get Red Velvet icecream. And I realize. I have confessions I need to make. SO, here goes.

1. I suck at racing video games. And it makes me very upset with my life that I am so horrific.

2. It takes me 30 minutes to eat a cup of yogurt.

3. I'm realizing 5 year old Britney would be upset at 23 year old Britney. I have not yet grown up to be a Horse Trainer. Or a Russian Spy.

4. I'm sort of a nerd. But not in the harry potter/twilight/creepy stuff sort of way. More in a superhero/dr who/bigbang theory sorta way. (I am working on memorizing rock, paper, scissors, lizard, spock)

5. I realize it's not good to be partial. But my favorite wedding I've ever shot is my Best Friend's Wedding. Because, even though I realize I was mostly a Bridesmaid, I also still got to be a photographer. And it was the best way to experience her wedding day. As a Bridesma-grapher. Photomaid? Photographermaid. Bridesmaid-ographer. ?

Uh-hum. Annnyways. Here is the picture I just edited that made me so happy I had to share with the world.

Peace, Love, & RedVelvet Ice Cream
~Britney

Ramblings of an Insomniac

It's not too rare for me to fall asleep at 3 in the morning to the slight hum of my laptop, and the glare of the tv in the background. Why I can't fall asleep until crazy times in the morning, I'm not quite sure. Sometimes I blame my under-achiever brain and how it really just doesn't like to work during the day. Proving myself to be that "not the brightest crayon in the box" friend everyone has. Stupid Brain. Working ever so brilliantly while everyone else is sleeping. I have no proof that I can think other than the random scribbles of genius I have written in various colors, sizes, and shaped notebooks. Which, of course, are sprawled all through out the house.

But really, I think the reason I stay awake until the wee hours of the morning, is because 3 a.m. is just so wonderful. It's quiet. No phone calls, no text messages, (usually...), I don't reply to emails at this time because I don't want people to know I'm a sleep-deprived maniac. It's my time to pin things like a mad woman. Watch 8 episodes of Dr. Who, because really, it's like potato chips, you can't just have one. Sneak into my hidden candy stash. Read books about nursery crimes. Plan crazy sessions that involve climbing to the top of water towers and 99 red balloons. Eat Oreos. And sometimes I've even been known to blow bubbles in my room. (it's a photographer thing, least, that's what I reassure myself with..)

Anyways, I'm rambling. This is something you should know about me. I ramble. I never have a point. I'm not nearly as hipster as I wish I was. If you don't find me the most hilarious person you know, we can't be friends in real life. I'm a walking contradiction. I love the color yellow but my favorite color is blue or..well...it's...green. And I have far too many food fetishes. I also wish I had the ability to break dance. I just know it'd make me a far more cool person.

What is the point in this blog? Okay, I'll be honest. My doctor told me I need to write out what's on my mind. That this will help me sleep better at night. Perhaps kick the insomnia out of my system. And I thought, to myself, I thought...hey, you know what Dr. Wikipedia, you're right. I think I will. And what better way to do it than with a blog? In hopes that I will find others out there like me. Wide eyed and ready to take on the world. At 3 in the morning.

Peace, Love, & Tacos
~Britney