Wake Up Call

1. Put your iPod/iTunes (or MP3 player) on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Tag friends.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Queen - We Are the Champions

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Mos Def - The Rape Over (really?)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Lorerra Devine - I Miss You Old Friend

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Jordan Sparks - God Loves Ugly (based on the title alone, that makes sense)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Daughters of God - Daughters of God

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Boyz II Men - Doin' Just Fine (wow. That just about sums it up.)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Joaquin Phoenix - Ring of Fire (Yeah. Thanks.)

WHAT IS 2+2?
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik (well....there are 4 words in both the band name and song title)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Lifehouse - Wash (Hmmmm.....)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Alan Jackson - There Goes

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Fleetwood Mac - Say You Love Me

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Usher - Hottest Thing (ahahahahahaha)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Sublime - Wrong Way (ehehehehehe)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Rich Mullins - Nothing is Beyond You (if I have a wedding...this won't be what is danced to)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Relient K - Staples (um....i hope not)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Heart - Straight On

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Scott McKenzie - San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Queen - Crazy Little Thing Called Love

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Mariah Carey - If It's Over

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Cody Chestnutt - Brother With an Ego

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Usher feat. Lil' Jon - Yeah!

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Ray J - Feel The Funk I...(Intro)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Jaci Velaquez - Speak For Me

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Seal - Hey Joe

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
The Distillers - Distilla Truant

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Whitney Houston - Until You Come Back

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Warlocks

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Relient K - Wake Up Call (Well, ain't that profound?)

Wednesday: A Follow-Up

So yesterday when I got home my apartment was a little chaotic. Here's what I walked into. I got into the courtyard and the front door was open (whatever, roommate was home). I walked into the apartment and his bed (read: twin mattress) is standing up and leaning against the wall that separates the kitchen from the living room. I walk further into the apartment towards my room and am confronted with my roommate's girlfriend (whose name I still cannot pronounce) cleaning the bathroom. That's right folks, this woman (who does not live in or to my knowledge spend very much time in my apartment) was cleaning the bathroom. We only have one. It was weird. I had to pee, so I asked if I could get in the bathroom and the response was thus "Of course! You'll be happy it's clean!" Now I knew the bathroom was filthy. I gave up. My roommate is a man. He shaves and fails to rinse the sink on a damn near daily basis. It's one of the things I've chosen to over look since he does not require that I converse with him ever. So I pretty much went about my after work business. I did my Wii Fit time, made my dinner (Indian food and rice from Trader Joe's), watch Made of Honor again and chilled out.

Marisa, Caitlin and I (and David, hubster of Cailin) were supposed to get hookah last night but our hookah place (lovingly referred to as Little 909) was not open. So we decided to hit up Polly's, our favorite little coffee shop in Belmont Shore. Bah! Polly's now closes at 8pm and not 9pm like the did the first time we went there. So we sauntered (giggling) down to the nearest Starbuck's and grabbed a table to chit chat and drink coffee (soy hot cocoa, soy latte and soy chai) and eat my tempura(!). We had a grand ole time. Then she entered. Tweaked out. Crying. Screaming into a phone that was not hers. It was special.

Before we left the parking lot, David and I had the following exchange through our respective car windows:

David: (honks)
Brynne: (rolls down window) Yes?
David: Were you named after the sound that a lawn mower makes? You know BRRNNNNBRNNNBRNNNNBBBBRRRRNNNNN!!!!!!!
Brynne: (looking at David like crazy person that he is) Um....no. Not at all.
Caitlin and Marisa: (laughing uncontrolably)
David: Are you sure?
Brynne: Yes.
David: Okay. Bye.
Brynne: Bye.

Then Marisa drove me home and we chatted about life and such.

All around good night. Plus I have a clean bathroom. We'll see how long that lasts...I think until the roommate shaves.

Wednesday

Today is Wednesday and like many Wednesdays since I've moved to the LBC, I'm going to get hookah with two of my oldest and bestest girls. To simply say that I love Caitlin and Marisa is the greatest understatement known to my tiny pea-sized brain. These two girls can offer me the insight that I'm not so damn alone in my crazy sad, alone feelings. Occassionally, I have felt that the three of us know each other better than anyone of us and that makes me feel like I'm part of something bigger than me. And, really, when it comes down to it, isn't that all anyone could ask for?

because......

On the day after the fabulous Donovan McNabb and the Philadephia Eagles Offensive and Defensive lines take themselves into the second week of the post season, I am feeling GOOD. I'm back at work after two weeks off and it's strange. It's like the first day of school. While I was on vacation we were moved to a new building with shiny new cubicles (for I am a cube dweller). The new cubes are about a foot shorted than our old cubes and a good 14" of that height is taken up by CLEAR glass. This essentially means that I can see from my cube at one end of the row clear to the empty cube on the other end of the row. Luckily no one is in the cubes immediately surrounding me. So: Bonus!

I got here around 6am. I woke up at 4:30am. I think I finally tricked my brain into letting me sleep around 1:30am. Strangely, I am not in the least bit tired. Just thirsty...still thirsty from New Year's Eve debauchery.

On that note, here is my list of "resolutions":

1. Don't drink booze unless there is sufficient foodage on the tummy.
2. Document my life via the internet beyond using Facebook and MySpace (more so the former than the latter).
3. Get into a place where I am willing to tolerate being in a relationship. (I think this will be the toughest since I don't see my value currently.)
4. Cook more. Bake more.
5. Smile more. Laugh more.
6. (and final) Be Present when I am somewhere. I think that's the greatest thing we can do for our loved ones.

happy new stuff and junk!

First off:

Dear Whatever is attempting to camp out in my throat:

STOP IT!

thanks!
b.

Second:
I am going to attempt to actually post in this more than once in a blue moon. I'll try at once a week for now.

Today, I made some delicious soup. Jamaican Red Bean Soup. I LOVE it! My whole apartment (all 4 rooms) smells scrumptious. I also threw down some Jiffy corn bread muffins in my new silicone muffin pan. They came out super moist.