never trust a classy hobo.

tuesday night lola and i went to sammy's

to meet up with our new bff spencer.

 it was a two for one deal on shakes

and a perfect opportunity for a business meeting.

{business meeting = girl date}

we got there early and proceeded to have a little photo-shoot.

and by photo-shoot i mean we took one picture.

this picture.

our mothers are so proud.

the shakes were delicious.

 the company 

{spencer, lee and spency's friends who i think are dating}

was interesting and dressed in lady pants.

"they're not lady pants!  these are boy pants!  do you own these? {no}

then they're not lady pants!"

poor kid doesn't know that lady pants is just a term for super tight pantalones.

we were lucky enough to have a tape dispenser and sharpie next to us

magic like this happened:

when we were all about to leave lee and i had a conversation that went as follows.

lee: oh are you guys leaving?

brissa: yeeeah.

lee: i bet you're driving in a nice, warm car aren't you?

brissa:  mmm, yeah, i drove.  what, did you guys cycle?

lee: no.

brissa: did you walk here?!

lee: yes, that's why it took us forever.

brissa: oh. 

in my mind i was wondering if i should give them a ride but didn't say anything. 

lauren and i walked to my car,

i drove over the curb and saw the rest of the kids standing outside. 

i rolled down my window.

brissa: do you need a ride?

lee: no thanks.  

spencer: yes!!

he then preceeds to jump through the half-opened door, 

climb all over/around lauren and lay down in my back seat.

i see lee unlock a car and hop into the drivers seat.  laughing.

when i told spencer the story he bust-a-gut and looked at me like i was stupid.  

that's what i get for trusting the cleanest looking hobo* i'd ever seen.

*lee is currently homeless because he just moved here so he's bumming around until he next month-ish.  after dropping spencer off, lauren and i decided that lee is the cleanest, nicest dressed hobo with a car we'd ever seen. 

ever. 

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.

bootylicious

last night i went grocery shopping.

lolita and i decided that we were too tired to walk

so we took advantage of the jazzy's smith's had to offer.

 please ignore the fact that i look like a homeless person.

i'm a wee bit under the weather.

  trust me kids when i tell you

that shopping in a jazzy is a BILLION times better than walking.

i felt like i was really able to enjoy my time in each aisle.

i just need to work on my reverse skills and i think i can get licensed.  

i finally understand all those senior citizen in those hoveround commercials.*

i'd TOTALLY go to the grand canyon in one of those bad boys.

back to the point of this post.

when i got home i realized i had sat on my bread the whole way back.

i smashed half of it.

:(

behold, butt bread.

*did anyone else laugh at how the hoveround phone number is 1.800.123.1234? brilliant.  simply brilliant. 

two for two.

white.trash.bash.saturday.night.

it was legen - wait for it - dary.

empty pool.

meet my friend knives.

{on the right.  with the flower.  the white one.}

we roll in the same wolf-pack.  

i went over tonight after my study session

and we discovered the pool at her complex to be empty.

so, we decided to sneak in.

honestly, do you expect anything less?

aren't we so fancy with our native footwear?

p.s. those  are the boccasins!! 

holla acha guurl!

halloween weekend was the best.weekend.ever.

friday we caught the seven o'clock showing of inception.

so good.

and once again, jgl...marry me. 

we dropped the boys off and hit up a dance party.

golden.

the rest of the night happened so quickly:

chicken wraps. climbing on the cougar. driving across. driving down. 

duck pond. blasting weezy & lauren's ke$ha station on pandora.

went to bed at three.

saturday. woke up at one thirty. {jealous?}

did laundry. painted nails. got jerseylicious.

that's right, i dressed up as my bff snooki polizzi.

went to go visit my boys at the riv for a bit.
they made me feel famous.

then met up with the wolf-pack for dance party numero dos.

 redbrickhouse is where it's aaaat.

sidenote: 1/2 a giant nos + redbull < an hour is not recommended for your heart 

but roooocks for dance parties.

spotted: all four teletubbies, avatars, carebears, polygamist wives, molestor, twitter. 

the music was thumpin and the party was bumpin.

after-party. convinced the boys into going to ihop with us.
convincing = being caught in a human trap and promising unlimited back scratches.

despite their faces in the above pictures {especially al's} they had fun.

mack was our waiter again.

i loooove that angry britt.

we saw, met, fell in love and took a picture with rufioooo!

i ate the scrambled eggs i'd been craving for days.

drive through and down. again.  so freaking legit!

after the after party. hopped the fence to go hot-tubbing.

decided what to wear for sunday. talked. played a game on my phone. 

my brain got a little fuzzy around four in the morning.

i remember i fell asleep for an hour and a half or two hours 

before getting ready for jamie's farewell.

sunday. 10:33 am: on the road home for the farewell.

freshly brushed teeth + leftover nos = no bueno

welcome back.

post edit:: freaking finally getting around to this. 
..........................

i hope you each had a wonderful weekend.

mine was everything i hoped it would be.

friday = date night with my brother. 

i called it the last supper.

we went to texas roadhouse.

the rolls lived up to all the hype.

"orgasmical."

we downed our salads and sides 

{i got mashed potatoes. i think i'm obsessed}, 

took our roadkill steaks to go and went to go see the social network.

there were far too many "adults" present and 

i don't think they understood half the jokes.

saturday = costco with madre, fader and the blexican.

i love the feeding frenzy that happens on saturday mornings.

oh and i finally got the new eyeballs i desperately needed.

p.s. CHRISTMAS IS OFFICIALLY IN COSTCO!!!

 we went shoe shopping for mamacita.

i got the coooolest boccasins in the entire world.

boccasins = boot/moccasins.

they're tre comfy.

james and i stopped by my favorite deseret industries to get a fur coat

we also found THREE unicorn costumes.

krizzle and i helped get ashley ready for the big dance.

she looked HOTT.

watched  the {original} karate kid with papa + mami + jamie.

mr. miyagi is a scary drunk.

sunday = incredible.

i spent the first two hours of church in the nursery with mom.

i loved being with the little kids.

sunday afternoon was a really special time for my family.

i felt the Spirit so strongly.

mami and i talked a lot.

ash and i played dress up in her prom dresses.

dad called me weird {more than once}.

i continued on my battle to finish mockingjay.

left home and got back to provo.

had a rendezvous with the wolf-pack.

aahh wooooo.

introduced the joys of the best.corndog.ever to a cafe west virgin.

i hope you had a delightful weekend.

xoxo. brizzle

sms take two.

remember this?

brace yourself children, it's about to happen again. 

meredith: seeing you was like getting a full body hug from a cloud.

jeff: there isn't much in the dollar theater, especially since you have a grudge against nicholas cage.

kay: stranger danger!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

justin: praise ke$ha.

lauren: mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. let's robot hunt tonight 

jamie: love it!!! thank you sooo much :)

spencer: hey party girl! i'm watching divorce court while i eat lunch & i'm thinking of you! haha

kay: whhhhat?!?!?!?! you're so freaking bada$$!!!

 beth: UNCLE JESSE IS ON GLEE

meredith: grrrrr awoooooo.  that's wolf speak for awesome.
jeff: mmmm.....bacon.....
justin: there's a place i know where the freaks all wanna go! take it off! i think i saw you driving to school today.

ashley: wat up with you wigga??!!!!

j.woww: be honest. do i look handsome with my long hair 

mike: brizzle i told time like a true mexican on my test thanks to your help with the numbers. gracias

meredith: sometimes i feel like you're the troy to my abed.  like we can only communicate through movies.

lauren: reer

beth: there are POGS on campus!!

scott: dr. laura, i have a question...

kay: you have meee!

justin: :-$ kesha says hi

jamie: ewwwww her legs are more hairy than mine.

kay: love you brishnaka.

scott: i know all about you and your "herbs."

ashley: back in my native land, people called me wolf girl.  because i could be one with the wolves.

mike: good late morning brizzle bear. 

kay: psst. i'm so proud of youuu :)

 lauren: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEER

chase: brissa don't disappoint me...

samuel: gods of war!!!

justin: i'm glad you used the mauraders map effectivetly.

ashley: grrr bubba i wanna see you!!!!

jamie: teee shirt tiiiiiiime!

scott: get some!

reilly: yu knid two kum tu klas tudai. i need to talk to you. 

papa: you are awesome.   

kay: if you ever decide to get drunk, please call me so i can be there :) you'd be very funny :)

lauren: ohheemmgeee brissa you look like the lady on the santitias chip bag!

ashley: i'm calm.  i'm calm like a lion seeing it's prey

justin: brissaaaaaaaaa! i'm so happy for you! congrats! you are the bomb! congrats!!!

lauren: ahhh ooooooh

papa: GS!

becky: lol :)  you just made my day!!! :)  

samuel: corndog

j.woww: i also enjoy the word reer.

ashley: i hate food babies.

mike: we've been friends since we started a gang. get real brizzle.

scott: OMG j-woww got in a fight with tom!

ashley: hope you smile today.

moe: zupas?  aren't you healthpots obsessed with zupas?

mami: good night mijita.  te amo. muahhhhhh

  chase: you would leave a hate note in my apartment for me.

sam: party. baby make.

reilly: you missed out.  katy perry count went up today. 

jamie: guido for life.

viva le text message.

get crunk.

my dearest children,

have a wonderful weekend.

party hardy.

xoxo.

 

here's another little bit of last weekend i forgot to show you.

we water cupped three-eleven.

twas glorious.

over one thousand five hundred cups of water.

garlic bullion in the showerheads.

and a love note from the wolf pack.

oh, don't worry about that gap you see in the picture on the right,

we filled it.

wolf pack weekend.

this weekend has been incredible.

after finding out the best.news.ever.

i had a feeling that nothing could go wrong.

and guess what kids?

i was right.

friday.

burlington coat factory shopping for the perfect rat pack outfit.

instead we found a disgusting cream three-piece suit and these little gems.

classy no? 

and yes, those are for little boys.

then scottland came to play.

we went to a birthday party and met up with samuel.
and let me just say that the three of us = maaaagic.

we left said party after discovering the "food" offered was chips and grapes.

we scurried over to the nearest little caesars and got a hot & ready pepporoni with

"CRAAAAAAAZY bread."  

{if only you could hear sam's voice when he says that}.

went back to le tigre, dined and returned to the party where we...

ate peanut m&m's, took photographs, and belted to beatles rockband.

return to le tigre.

sam looked up "activities" online while i talked to talking tom cat and scott rambled.

i decided to text meredith.
she was d.t.p.
{down to party}
bur first we had to go fill carlos up with gas. 

scott and sam decide to zoolander my car and wash the windows.

twas entertaining.

we got to meredith's complex and crashed a {very smelly} mocktail party.

after screaming bloody murder when meredith fell, we left.

we drove and blasted my FAVORITE SONG EVER
{if you guess my favorite part i'll give you a silver dollar}.

then headed over to the malt shoppe.

sidenote: eggnog shakes are where it's at!
oh! the jukebox was broken and we saw the following...

back to meredith's casa to have a post-party-breakdown with lauren.

dropped the boys off at home and went to wal-mart with the wolf-pack.

we picked up supplies and egg-nog. 

lauren and i saw a khloe kardashian look-alike.

not even kidding.

they could have been twins. 

saturday.

i had a massive egg-nog hangover...

slept in. did laundry. cleaned room. painted nails. re-dyed teal.

headed up to salt lake with meredith and caity.

picked up lauren and headed to cpk after seeing this.

yes that is a man. and yes his shorts are shorter than those of his lady friend.
ew.

partook in delicious pizza and listened to meredith tell us that the plural for
"roof" is in fact "rooves" not "roofs"
after supper we went bananas at uo.

i spent waay too much money.

but it was totally worth it.

{amazing black purse/satchel/bag. perfect brown belt. incredible stunna shades}
on the way back we saw brett michaels on his chopper.

contacts off, glasses on, grabbed the wolf shirt and went to see the boyz.

we had a grand old time featuring:

five minutes of uninterrupted eye contact.
she-wolf references.
iron fights/lessons.
baby mama quotes.
the ULTIMATE talking tom cat session.
dress pant attack.
denim wolf shirt envy.

i left with ...

a hitler-eque finger moustache,

a blue dodgers jacket,

 and half of a home-made oreo cookie in my belly.


dear weekend,
thanks for being awesome.
aahh-woooo!
love always,
brissa.

his voice smelled like smoke.

today has been soo so good.

slept in.
chatted to padre.

went to le gym.

re-dyed the turquoise in my hair. 

free j-dawgs at

nitro circus.

yes i went.

and yes it was amazing.

and yes it was free.

{my friends = legit}

then off to the haunted forest.

with my old crew + some of their new one.

luckily the line was two hours long so we left.

buut the real kicker was when the creeper on stilts

opened up the door to our friend's car and started scaring them.

it was hilarious. 

went to ihop and had some 

interesting/colorful/strrrange conversation.
hence the title.
best quote of the night.
well that and the lava lamp one, but that's a little pg-13 for this crowd... 

top it all off with a youtube video battle 

and the discovery of this little bad boy.

from now on, all my youtube searches will begin with "midget" or "dwarf."
aww yeeuuhh booii