Bryanna and the City

Friday, June 10, 2005

Good morning to you too!

I just experienced something very strange and VERY gross.

When I went to go to the bathroom just now, something was very, VERY wrong. I was about to sit down on the toilet when I noticed a rather large puddle of something of a suspicious yellow colour. Oh yes, someone had actually peed on the freaking toilet seat! I've NEVER, in all my 22 years, seen anything like it. How do you pee on a toilet seat, not notice it and not wipe it off? This deserves an honest to goodness WTF?! No really, WHO does THAT?

I contemplated my options. I could a. exit the bathroom and go into the adjoining private stall or b. suck it up and wipe it off ... spending the rest of the day washing my hands.

Going with option a would be tricky and could possible be very embarrassing, I mean, what if someone was waiting to use the bathroom, saw me leave and then thought I was the gross-pee-on-toilet-seat perpetrator? Oh no...I could NOT have that happen, so I did what anyone else would do in my situation (don't lie, you would too!), I wiped off the seat...with approximately 10 paper hand towels to make sure that it, heaven forbid, did not soak through the towel and reach my hand.

All I have to say is TGIF!!!

Thursday, June 09, 2005

You know I don't like it when you talk all technical on me

Yesterday, I had to call a computer programmer to help me install some software that we were having problems installing at work. This, to me, was a very undesirable task. For one, I don't like calling people I don't know and secondly, I knew I was going to come off sounding like a computer illiterate bimbo. Before I made the call, I psyched myself up: "don't sound like an idiot...don't sound like an idiot".

So with no further ado...the transcript from my phone call:

Tech Guy: Good morning, KCTL.
Me: Hi, could I speak with Mr. Tech Guy?
Tech Guy: That's me.
Me: Oh hi, my name is Bryanna. I'm calling from KCLS and was referred to you by so-and-so from NOCLS...I'm having some difficulty installing the program you created for NOCLS.
Tech Guy: *deep sigh* Okay, do you have "big technical term” on your computer?"
Me: er, I'm not sure.
Tech Guy: *another! deep sigh* well, the "something technical" has changed and you have to download "something technical" before you can install the program.
Me: Riiiight.
Tech Guy: I'll e-mail you the link and the me if you need any help.
Me: e-mail address is...

Of course, I needed to call him again! Here's where our second conversation gets real good.

Tech Guy: Now paste that into the "technical term".
Me: *eyes like mini saucers looking at the computer screen with no clue what he's talking about* Where do I paste this?
Tech Guy: In the "technical term".
Me: Um, I don't see it.
Tech Guy: *yet another! deep sigh and in an I-can't-believe-I'm-talking-to-such-an-idiot tone* What exactly do you see on the screen?
Me: Um, lots of windows *chewing my pink gum and twirling my hair with my right index finger*

At this point I can tell he's getting pretty frustrated with me and I'm trying very hard not to burst out laughing because I'm sure he already thinks I'm an air-head.

Tech Guy: You don't see a window with the "technical term"?
Me: Oh,'s right here (duh). Okay, I've pasted in the code.
Tech Guy: Now, press "some technical button".
Me:, it says that "some technical term" does not exist and I cannot proceed.
Moment of uncomfortable silence.
Tech guy: *deepest of the deep sighs yet* Okay, well I'll have to get so-and-so to help you out then. I'll send him your contact information.
Me: Okay...thanks.

If only you could have seen my face during this conversation...eye rolling and silent laughing gallore. I'm a tech guy's worst nightmare!

Monday, June 06, 2005


First of all, thank god for McDonalds because I almost had a very unfortunate accident during my run tonight...he he, thought I'd start with some TMI since I haven't been giving you any "I" lately.

The best way to describe my life at the moment is..."simple", which isn't necessarily a bad thing, it just doesn't give me much to write about...nothing at all really, but isn't that what we bloggers do? Write funny, interesting stuff about...nothing? Gone are the days of stalkers, and acid reflux stories, and sushi, and everything that was my life in Vancouver..sigh.

It's really not that bad, really, it's not. I'm just having a hard time living in the present when I'm so excited about the future! I did some shopping the other day and got myself a new bikini, two pairs of flip-flops, board shorts and a really cute jean skirt that was rediculously over priced, but I figured I deserved..for, well, just being little ol' me.

Oh and I went to see The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants and I totally loved it. I went with Jessica (hi, jessica!..don't know if you'll read this.., but hey, anyways) and a couple of her friends. I loved it for many reasons, one of them being that one of the girls goes to Greece for the summer, which got me even more excited after seeing the beautiful white buildings and the magnificent beaches (not to mention the Greek stud). I also liked it because the "Mexico" soccer camp scenes were filmed near my home town and a few girls that I grew up playing socer with were extras...the girl who sold us our tickets that night had a huge extra role...oh yeah, I can't believe I forgot to mention this, but we were th only people of legal drinking age in the entire theatre. Have you ever been in a theatre full of teeny-bopper girls? Um, yes, all I will say is that there was a lot of eye rolling happening on our part...and they clapped at the end of it..*shudder* I hate it when people clap at the end of a movie. WTF(udgoly)?

And of course, I cannot forget to mention that I watched UFC on Saturday night with Nat, Denise and Chris (or is it "the" UFC?....can you tell how much I enjoyed it already?). Kidding...Tony, you'd be proud, I didn't mind it actually. I can probably attribute that to the fact that I grew up on the WWF (when it still was the WWF).

Alright, so that's all I've got...hopefully I can catch up with everybody soon...I'm having a hard time with this "no blogging at work" thing. Blogging from home, when I'm not getting paid to do it, just isn't the same, you know?

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

It's come to my attention...

that there's a little bet going on within my family with regard to my statement that I'm going to go nude on the beaches in Greece.

So far, it's 50/50.

Hmmm...considering my competitive nature, I don't like where this is going ;)

My thighs hurt...and that's a good thing.

While I was at the beach on Sunday... progressing from pig pink to lobster red, I ran into a guy I see almost everyday at the gym. I'm not shy, so I asked him if he wouldn't mind showing me around the "scary section" of the gym.

The gym I go to has two levels the first level has a Keiser machine circuit and the second level contains the treadmills, and x-trainers, and bikes well as the "scary section" aka where all the boys go to work out their muscles. I used to only use the second floor for my cardio work out. Up until last Monday I found it highly intimidating, especially because every high school boy in this district seems to go to the gym at the same time that I do.

After the workout I've had this week, I've got to wonder what the hell I've been doing for the past month and a half?

My muscles hurt, but in a that o-so-satisfying-I-just-worked-my-butt-off way.