never will i ever.

i know i'm obsessed,

but this is ridiculous.

it looks more like a dead chinchilla

than a bike-stache. 

wicka wicka.

sometimes i have photoshoots with myself 

during my two-hour history of theatre class 

and see how long i can last

without getting a stink eye from my professor.

so far, i'm winning.

class act.

happy monday.

xoxo.brizzle.

if my thoughts could run they'd be marathoners.

i miss the constant presence of an imac.

it made life so much better.

sometimes i just wanna kick myself and crawl under a rock.

i'm so dumb.
fml.

there are times when i really have to stop and ask myself

"how on earth do you have friends?"

happy weekend children.

xoxo.

gossip girl

brishnak.

happy christmas hangover.

hope you all had a stachtastic christmas.
now go and enjoy your christmas hangover*.

*the hangover is a porter-created holiday after each big holiday (i.e. birthdays, thanksgiving, christmas, kwanzaa, etc.) in order prolong the celebration and milk it for as long as possible. 

[example]

mother: brissa, go do the dishes.

brissa: but mom! it's my birthay hangover.

siblings: yeah, it's her hangover, she doesn't have to.

it's glorious. 

be kind, rewind.

so much has happened in the last week 

that the only way to tell you is to show you.

...

{lauren came to visit and we went to blickenstaff's}

{we went to dinner at happy sumo, wore our moustaches everywhere, 

met up with chase and went to spark}

{i dressed as a native}

{went to hp7 with the wolf-pack and some serious "models"}

{lola and i volunteered at the mtc and had a mini photo-shoot}

{sunday we went for a drive to the temple and got caught in a blizzard}

**note the obese cougar was not spotted on this drive**

{we made fried pickles! they were  just as snooki described

"crunchy on the outside and juicy on the inside" = delicious} 

{please note the dramatic changes in foot wear from one day to the next.

utah is ridiculous}

and then the gray turned to gold.

yesterday i was in an awful state.

i didn't want to do anything.

 thankfully i have been blessed with some incredible friends

who knew just what to say, how to say and when to say it.

here's what made yesterday bearable:

wolf-pack

cherry pepsi

home depot

taylor maid

complimentary colors

fhe

john mayer

moustaches

karen carpenter

christmas music 

mtc adventures

whistling

gangstas

mashed potatoes

yes, i am grateful for my friends.old and new.

they saved me.

lemme break it down fuh ya

1. i have three labels relating to moustaches.
2. why is it that all the "weirdos" are in relationships?
3. i want to get caught in the rain.
4. life is crazy right now and it's just going to get worse.
5. i'm nervous about being able to handle my workload next semester.
6. i want to see snow.
7. there are toilet paper balls on my car.  i should wash them off sometime.
8. i doooooon't knoooooow.
9. one month +
10. eff that shizz.
11. i don't understand thissss.
12. work is done but i'm not leaving because i want to keep typing.
13. can i just be done with school already?
14. when lauren said "if i move to wales will you come with me?" i got so excited.  i wish i could.
15. can i just move to a city...NOW
16. i need to buy a new bottle of water.
17. mmm. i'm hungry.

coolest.EVER.

it's the great [stache]kin charlie brown!!

last night for fhe our group decided to carve pumpkins.

at first i was not excited.
as much as i love the smell of pumpkins,
i wasn't feeling the whole "blood and guts" part of it all.

but then i realized this would be the perfect opportunity
to let my creative juices flow.

the following is a list of my ideas that got rejected:

will smith's face.

voldemort.

a horcrux.

a unicorn.

a unicorn with flame coming out of it's mouth.

{to be "scary" for halloween}

the dark mark.

a patronus.

it wasn't until i said 

"let's make a moustache!"

that the people were pleased.

so we set out to making the best [stache]kin ever.

i drew the staches and carved out the fu manchu.

we also decided the "stache tastic!" would make it look less nakey 

so we threw that in too.

i've never been more eager to display a vegetable in front of my door.

seriously.

it was the proudest day of my life. 

dear [stache]kin:

please don't die. 

or rot.

or get moldy.

i wanna freeze you and keep you for ever and ever. 

love always:

your momma

matters of business.

i felt i should inform you of three completely unrelated things.

1. i am obsessed with moustaches.

2. i would kill to own any/all three items shown below.

3. by birthday is coming up in exactly one month.
*wink wink. snudge snudge*

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