No more pampering

I'm just chillin' here with my brother watching rsn on Park City TV. These guys are crazy, I would never have the guts to do some of this stuff. They are showing all the wipe-outs. I can't handle it...broken bones and balls...aaahhh! So, my time of being pampered and spoiled by my family is nearing it's end. Back to reality and the grind. That's okay, I think I'm ready to go home. I miss my things and my space, and I'm tired of switching between the couch and the air mattress. One last day of hittin' up my parental units for stuff. We're hitting the Victoria's Secret sale and Nordstrom before I'll be deprived for many months. I've been such a slug lately. I've watched Edward Scissorhands twice in the last two days, but one was with commentary by Tim Burton so I had to watch it again. Then I watched Romy and Michelle's HS Reunion and freaked out because that's me this year, frightening. I go back on tour in 10 days. That's not very far away. Then my life will be a whirlwind again. Okay, this is getting random so I'm going to bed. Bye, Rochelle