Bryanna and the City

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Happy 1 Month baby!

It's been 1 month since moving into my new apartment. During this time I have learned some new, and somewhat shocking, things about myself.

1. I am a clean/neat person. I make my bed every morning. Do the dishes every night. Vacuum at least once a week. Hang my clothing up at the end of the day. And keep my laundry under control. This is the most shocking.

2. When having only myself to feed, I can eat the same thing everyday as long as it's relatively quick and easy to make and, of course, tasty. For months, it's been yogurt and a latte for breakfast, and then almonds, baby carrots, an apple and banana and maybe some cheese throughout the day, with some sort of egg/tortilla/avocado/cheese concoction for dinner. I do mix it up a little, but this is my staple diet and I love it.

3. I am designer-y. I am kicking myself for not having the foresight to take before pictures of the suite when my sister, Alayne, had possession. I love her, but her bones? They do not contain designer. With a little help from Ikea, I have transformed the little bat cave from an uninspired, but cute, caterpillar into a functional and chic-ish butterfly.

4. I can tolerate 3 little spiders in my bathroom around my window sill. But anything over 5 and they get the vacuum. Over 5 and they are just as creepy as 1 big spider. I don't like spiders. [I vacuumed up 10 spiders on Tuesday night, and I know it's crazy, but there's a little part of me that feels like I am to blame for the rain we've been having this week.]

5. I like to spend time doing my hair. This is not a new revelation, but without having someone around to "judge" my hair habits, they have blossomed...out of control.

6. don't last long 'round here.

7. Chocolate...see above.

8. I am alone a lot, but I am rarely lonely.

9. I am a snooze-hitting addict.

10. Even though I do not have internet or a computer, I still can't manage to get into bed before 11:00pm.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

When life gets a little too literal

Every job has its own level of shi*t to deal with, it's inevitable. Some days it's just a little bit of sh*t, other days it's a big load of sh*t, and, if your title has "assistant" somewhere attached to it, it's usually other people's sh*t that you have to deal with. However, on Monday morning, thanks to our friendly homeless neighbors, I had to take care of some literal sh*t on our company's back entrance. My life, it is oh so glamorous.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Lunch is such an odd word.

Today I went home for lunch. I changed into warmer clothing. Put on my slippers. Finished my leftovers from "Tang's Noodle House". Watched an episode of Sex and the City. And drank a glass of wine. I'm not gonna lie...working so close to home is the sh*t people.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

More about my hair

I had my hair cut last night. When my stylist, whom I had never met before, asked me which way I parted my hair, I told her I prefered to part it to the left. She concurred with my answer because, get this, it "balanced out my crooked nose". I probably should have been more offended, but all I could think was this b*tch knows her sh*t, and I was headed for a damn good hair cut. And it was. FYI: my crooked nose is now balanced.

Welcome to the Bat Cave

Okay, okay, okay...I'm sure you're just dying to know how things are going in my little bachelorette bat cave. Right? Right.

In a word? Fabulous.

I don't think I can adequately stress how fantastic it is to have my dresser and closet in the same place*. Well, technically my dresser is in my closet, since my closet is the "walk-in" type (if you knew how tiny my bathroom is, you wouldn't hate me so much). It is so much easier to put together outfits when my clothing and accessories are all in one place. In fact, I've never received so many compliments on my outfits, nor has my head ever been this big.

So far, I've done everything on my "looking forward to" list, except for the peanut butter for dinner one. I did, however, drink half a bottle of chardonnay and eat half a carton of strawberries for dinner on Monday night. I suggest getting half-smashed by yourself as a fantastic way to start off the work week. It is easy justifying drinking alone, when you live alone.

And as for those extra 7 minutes in the morning? They've gone to my hair. Surprise!

*Previous to my life in the bat cave, I had my dresser in the dining room and my hanging clothes in the front hall closet.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Wiieeeeee Fit

Sean bought the Wii Fit last Friday and I am loving it. I especially love being called a "Yoga Master" and a "Calorie Incinerator". Awesomeness.


I went to Splashdown Park this weekend. And although it was great to get outside and enjoy the sun and water with some friends, I felt as though it was missing something. It took me a while to figure it out, but it turns out the something that it was missing was the ever thrilling I-could-possibly-die-right-now element. Hmm...I should probably tone my life down a bit.