It is 2:30 AM, I am writing from home in my tank top and little booty shorts. Now I really feel like Carrie Bradshaw, except my thighs are a little bigger and I have no Mr Big, just a Mr Sad. Brady and I have had a very tough week. His employers are giving him a really hard time about his dip into reality TV. Apparently some of Brady’s bosses at headquarters believe he did not go through the proper channels to have his little adventure approved and they are mad. They think that Brady back-doored the system; what they don’t realize is that Brady is such a straight up guy. He would have done everything he could to make sure it was “right”. Anyone who knows Brady knows he is a man of his word, he does not lie. In Australia we call people like him a straighty-one-eighty. He won’t even let me burn a CD for goodness sake, ’cause it’s against the law!
So he is hurt. I am so angry I want to scream. This dream job he has worked so hard for has totally slapped him in the face. The thing is, there is no one better to make them look good. He is charming, funny, and honorable. He goes to school classrooms and tells the kids to keep out of trouble, stay away from drugs, get good grades, and they can have a cool job like him. (Although most of the time the kids just ask about how many people he has shot.)
The show last week had me shaking in my boots. I watched JP get voted off and felt the end was near for Brady too. I can’t believe all the cute guys are leaving. I won’t be watching if the Fat 5 are left. Gross! And Mia, the loudmouth act. Talk about backfire! I saw them the next day on the Early Show. They looked mad; even when you know you’re going. it still must hurt watching it.
So unless some miracle happens, you won’t see much more of Brady. Even if he wins the mill they probably won’t let him have it. They have told him he can not go to New York and do any post production, not a single appearance or interview. Today we wanted to quit, tomorrow he is out with the SWAT team breaking down doors and catching bad guys. Life on the line for a company that kicks you in the guts. Doesn’t make sense.
Thursday is week 4 of Survivor. Fingers crossed that he can spin the votes somehow.
NOTE: Can someone please check on me regularly? After writing this I may be kidnaped and sold to aliens for medical experiments.