and so the slippery slope begins.

wednesday's are good days.
my office is closed so i don't have to work

and cory comes home for lunch.

yesterday he came in, closed the door and just looked at me.
after three seconds of silence, 

the following conversation took place:

cory: i hate you a little bit.

brissa: what? why?!

cory: there was a commercial on 103.5 so i switched it over to 107.9

and there was some pop song playing and it was kind of catchy and i liked it a little.

brissa: what song? that's why you hate me? why?

cory: because now i'm hating pop less and less.

i made him listen to "the song"
 three times in an attempt to cleanse his system.
"you're my son and i'm your dad and i just caught you smoking.
i'm going to make you smoke the whole pack
and make you wish you never started."

it didn't work.
i caught him bobbing and making dancing faces
while i made his sandwich.
i'm afraid it's too late.

in other news,
i still want a puppy.
maybe this little guy.

right????!

repeat.repeat.repeat.

i love nate.

i love him so much.

my favorite is when he sings acoustic.

his voice just does something.

it's so pure.

so simple.

so mmm.

i just can't get over

how much i truly love him.

it's going to be the format/fun.

for the next forever of my life.

a thousand thanks to marci

for posting this treasure. 

oh.my.gosh.

note: it "officially" starts at 31 seconds.

 i'm obsessed with this song.
i "wiggle wiggle wiggle"
any and every chance i get.
i blame the m&m commercial.
back to business.
i was not expecting his voice
to be so bluesy and just mmm...
i'm kind of in love with this cover.
'kind of' is a total understatement. 
i have a feeling my wiggles
will be a little more bluesy from now on.
i just invented a dance for them.
this is going to be on repeat
for the rest of my day.
ahhhh friday is so good today!

wiiknd: parks and rec on netflix doesn't go beyond season three. my heart cried.

sunroof, open.

sgt. pepper's lonely hearts club band.

zupa's.

parks and rec heartache.

guy ritchie.

movie sleeping.

sleep drunk.

neon yellow dress.

parents in town. 

breakfast burrito.

dress searching.

ring resize.

hand and foot total domination.

team meowsome 4ever.

blog frenz = real life. 

t-pain auto-tune microphone madness.

easy a.

30 seconds. 

prep school get-up.

church.

ox in the mire. 

basketball.

homemade alfredo.

asparagus from heaven.

toolbox takeover.

duck feeding.

duckling swimming competitions.

community.

45 seconds. 

ice cream

rummy.

harry and the potters.

the blow.

happiness.

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......

OOOOMMMMGGGGG.
j.biebs came out with a new song!
and look! he's almost gone back to his old hair.
all is right with the world.

no.
no it's not.
here's the real version.
WARNING: it's not much better.

this is not was i was expecting.

at all.

i don't know how i feel about it.

as of right now,

it just makes me miss baby biebs a lot.

buzzlightyear?

really?

whhhyyyyy?!

bring back the baby's!!!
also, it ends a lot sooner than i expect.
every.single.time.
i think i'm getting more na-na-na's but it just stops.
this song depresses me more than i'd care to admit. 

would you consider yourself a skippa or a rudeboy?

thanks to mackenzie,

i've been listening to 

yellow dubmarine all afternoon.

thanks to portlandia,

i've been quoting this all afternoon.

ahhhh.

there's just something so perfectly summer

about this tribute band.

listening to these tunes is like

injecting sunshine straight into my soul.

not a care in the world.

just bobbing my head along with the music.

it's amazing.

no words. just magick.

never have i ever heard

a more beautiful cover of mama mia.

ever. 

mmm.

happy friday.

drive time ramblings.

>>play>>

this morning i found myself driving.

it was that peaceful 

pre-rush hour, pre-dawn time

and it was amazing.

as i moved and turned with the road

i watched the sky gradually lighten

and my heart smiled.

despite the overwhelming stress

and uncertainty about my future,

i am happy.

i should be stressed.

time is ticking and i need to make a 

concrete decision by tonight.

i should be freaking out.

instead, 

i find myself calm.

it's like a scene in a movie

where everything is cranked up to lightning speed

and the lead is just standing there,

letting everyone fly by.

i'm sitting here,

eating a peanut butter + jelly sandwich

at 8:17 in the morning

and perfectly content with life.

the freaking out will eventually start.
but right now, it's gone.
i'm untouchable.
i'm infinite.

friturday*

friday night, it started to snow.

one minute it was barely dandruffing

and the next, glorious white flakes were falling from the sky.

it was beautiful.

falling snow is peaceful.

it makes me happy.

saturday i spent the morning

working on a paper,

packing up my room,

and listening to this song.

it's fantastic.

they're fantastic.

saturday night i froze my face off

at the football game.

i thought boots would keep my feet warm.

i was wrong.

they went numb.

walking back to the car

made them tingle.

on the plus side,

this scene combined with hot chocolate
infused with hazelnut deliciousness 

stopped the shaking in no time.
sometimes i shake uncontrollably when i get cold.
my dream of living in an igloo will never be realized.
sidenote: i just spelled 'igloo' like 'igluee'.
#winning.


p.s.
i wasn't kidding about that song.
go listen to it now.
NOW.

*for some reason that sounded cool in my head.

don't ask, even i don't get it.

ugliest.teddy.bear.ever.

i was going to show you another video today.

one that is a billion times better than this one.

but i can't help it.
the world needs to know. 

she's back.

she's back.

she's back.

?!?!whhhhhhyyyyy?!?!

thanks to jutraas for posting this sucker

and to rye-bread for pointing out how

unnaturally windy it is inside the arcade.

i had a million thoughts running through my head
when i first saw this,
but i'll just limit myself to three.

 her obsession with j.biebs is obvious.
if i were him, i'd get a restraining order now.
who styled this video?
why is it day then night then day?
what garbage bin did they get that teddy bear from?
i don't understand what she's trying
to accomplish with this.
i really don't.

cottage cheese bongos.

so good.

so, so good.

i have to learn this cover.
but i'm still getting my dance moves from the original.

i never thought i'd be grateful
for all those hours i spent learning this
cup game as a child.
i'm already halfway to rocking this cover.
ca-ching, ca-ching.

sidenote:
 it's 11.11.11.
i'm stressing over what wishes i should make
for the am and the pm.
because you know the wishes made today
are guaranteed to come true.
this day is magick.

happy friday children.

haters beware.

you know the phrase that mentions

something about a watched pot not being able to boil?

i have come here to tell you

there is truth in this phrase.

so.much.truth.

for the past week/week-and-a-half

{let's be honest, since halloween ended}

i've been obsessively changing

my radio stations between

106.5,

100.3, and

89.1

in hopes of hearing christmas music.

it was like russian roulette

but the bullet of joy and happiness

never fired.

after making homemade pasta

in my cooking class last friday,

i got in my car

and expected to hear i'm ready, i am

blasting through the speakers.

imagine my surprise 

when my eardrums were blessed
with this glorious gift. 

it truly was a christmas miracle.
don't believe me?
allow me to hit you with some facts.
uno.
 i was expecting the format to play
because i was listening to my cd, not the radio.
santa changed my three option-stereo
to the right station at the right time.
dos.
this is one of my favorite christmas songs.
it's the children. they get me every time.
tres.
the moment i gave up obsessing
over christmas music on the radio
is the exact moment it appeared.
magick*.

i rolled down my windows
and blasted my happy music
as i cruised out of the parking lot.
i basked in the strange looks
and plugged ears due
to my happy, loud, and off-key singing.

i love this season.
please note: 
in my mind, "this season" 
means thanksgiving and christmas.
i like to combine them
and feel two whole months
of gratitude, happiness
and love.

*magick is making a comeback. 

watch it happen.

thursday = best night of the summer.

after picking up lauren on the other side of the lake

and getting beat up by a fire extinguisher,

we headed to my house for dinner and cards.
progressive rummy is the best/most addicting game everrr.

in the middle of my winning streak

we decided to hit the road.

instead of going straight to the concert,

we stopped at urban outfitters

for some finger-staches and an 80s cell phone case.

on our way to the park

we passed a trio who i'm convinced can only play

the zelda theme song.

the boys guarded the blanket 

while we trekked to find water.

as i filled up my water bottle a girl yelled, 

"don't drink the water! you'll get e.coli!!"

it was cold. it was good. it was disease free.

lar and i decided to walk around and stalk conor.

stalking proved unsuccessful but, we did get free vitamin waters.

while searching for fries in what seemed like a "beer and wine" festival,
we heard people cheering and a loud guitar.

it.was.him.

we panicked. 

we thought there was still another band.
we were wrong.

we speed walked up to the front and side and

after a few spot arrangements

we finally settled on a pretty decent place.

he.was.amazing. 
i don't know if words can fully describe what i felt.
he is phenomenal live.
just so, so good.
it was everything i could have ever hoped for.

jenni said it best when she called him
"a semi-depressed, questionably-suicidal cutie"
and as such,
i wasn't expecting mr. oberst to bust a move onstage
but homeboy surprised me.
please enjoy this video
and pay special attention to the second half
for some truly magnificent dance moves.
unfortunately, you can't see his little hip thrusts,
so you'll just have to trust my professional opinion.
they needed some work.

lauren and i were surrounded in what felt like a constant cloud

of cigarette smoke and weed.
after the concert she said,
"i think i got second hand high."
and i agreed.
i think it was a combination of music, utter joy and purple haze.
music + friends + finger staches = magic

just like a train wreck. it's painful to watch, but i can't look away.

can someone please explain why maroon 5 

has an entire song dedicated to the moves of mr. jagger?
i just don't understand. 

i think we should also find out who told
david bowie he could dance.
that is the worst advice he has ever taken.

for those of you wondering,
i counted at least five moments
when david & mick were close enough to kiss each other.

even though i'm a proud member of team adam,
i'm not a huge fan of his new song.
it gets stuck in my head and annoys me.
but thanks to this video,
whenever i hear this song
i can replace an unnecessarily shirtless adam levine
with m.jagger's actual moves.
unfortunately, both images are scarring. 

today.today.today.

i will be reunited
 with some of my favorite people on this planet.

i will hug my family,
eat my mama's cooking,
and drive to the city.
then,
i will hear this man.

for free.

i'm crossing my fingers he plays his older stuff.

it's what speaks to my soul.

especially this one.

there was a time when
his was the only voice i could listen to.

||digital ash in a digital urn||
||fevers and mirrors||
||i'm wide awake, it's morning||

i found solace in his words
and hope in the melodies.

it's amazing how music helps heal the soul.

h8rz gon' h8.

judge/laugh/mock all you want,

but i can't help getting chills every time i hear this song.

also, can we please talk about her hair?

it's gorgeous.

i want it.

t-minus 13:59:09

i know he's gone, but it's still sad.

any time i see anything regarding sirius,

i think of this song.

and how when they started playing at the concert

everyone was silent for the beginning

and just listened.

"there's one thing that i've got,

one thing that you've got inside you too,

one thing that we've got. 

and the one thing we've got is enough to save us all.

the weapon we have is love."

wizard rokk

today is the harry and the potters concert.

it's at the library.

neat, right?

a band who sings songs about books,

playing in a house of books.

iknoooow.

i've been listening to them all day.

it's taken me back to the best summer ever.

those boys were an integral part in making that summer legendary

and i will be forever indebted to them. 

seven o'clock can't come soon enough. 

i <3 hatp!!!!!

make my heart go boom boom.

speaking of zenon....

is it just me,
or did the future seem a lot cooler in the nineties?

confession 1: i used to sing this song around my house as a child.
confession 2: sometimes it randomly pops into my head and i sing along.

i miss good disney.

still strong.

have i ever told you kids

about the time 

i was obsessed with 

everything dawn kinnard?

i'm thinking this obsession

began winter semester of my freshman year
and hasn't ever stopped.

there's something about the rasp in her voice.

it tells a story no other voice could.

when i discovered that beautifully haunting voice

 paired up with one of my personal favorites

for a duet,

i about died.

the way their voices weave in and out of each other,

the way they blend perfectly
and the passion in their performance

is truly mesmerizing. 

leaves me speechless every time.