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brieanna

you can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make her think.

About Me


favorites: things that are "big and "pretty" according to ranger jim. aka the grand canyon. my inability to be politically correct according to contemporary society.
frustrations: my disinterest in drinking water. i just get bored of it. i know that its good for me, but i just get tired of hydrating myself. its like, there has to be some better way for me to be spending my time. sadly, there are times when this gets me into trouble.
here is a mathematical equation for you: brie + dehydration + downtown memphis = ???
answer: a particularly embarassing moment when i flung myself into a wall. well, maybe flung is the wrong word ... floundered ... stumbled .... fell ??? flumberled.
final conclusion: she flumberled into the wall.
realization: when you pass out people are nice. they bring you things like water and transportation. if people passed out more often the world would be a much better place.
STIPULATION: if and when you are choosing to pass out you must make it indubitably clear that you are in fact passing out from exhaustion and NOT the overt-stimulation of alcohol, various drugs, etc. if these same people just think that you're a drunk and not a poor darling tourist who's been overwhelmed by the unaccustomed heat other reactions may ensue.

My Interests

things that i love: heavy rain. napping in the sun. playing guitar. eating pickles. journaling. my cat. my sister. picking strawberries. dancing to frank sinatra in the kitchen at three in the morning. black and white photographs. tire swings. lavender roibus. swimming. big words. making breakfast. small words. theodore. massages from becky. fits of laughter. sleeping naked in cotton sheets. scars and stories. the smell of narcissus. driving nowhere. throwing clay. oil paintings. the harmonica. orion. crying hard. reading books. philosophizing. crickets.

I'd like to meet:

elizabeth barrett browning. de gas. my great-grandmother who was a gibson girl. and wendell. oh wendell.

Music:

at present i'm really into folk. stuff like patty griffin, sarah harmer, mason jennings.

realistically i suck at naming bands/aritists/anything in general. i can recognize music, but actually placing it is just not what i can do. if my life depended on it i would die.

Movies:

molly ringwald is my lover.

Television:

ew. television is gross I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4 (www.strikefile.com/myspace)

Books:

the selected poems of wendell berry. anything by flannery o'connor. the adventures of gerald mcboing boing. [props to aunt terry and her kindergarten chicklets]

Heroes:

one knows that in your world queens are made of distance and greasepaint. - edgar degas

My Blog

evening:

the clouds tonight are slow. smooth. swirls of light gray and a deep, dark, resounding blue. through the crack in my ceiling, a space rolled back by a button i could see the moon. washed over by my...
Posted by brieanna on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 08:01:00 PST

words

breathe life into my body. in to my soul. i have none for this moment. but they would be wonderful.in that comfortably subdued sort of way
Posted by brieanna on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 07:03:00 PST

more on windows

my window is black.metaphorically? you might suppose.but no.it has literally been covered over by garbage bags that are both big and black.smothering my poor little window.thankfully, i have two windo...
Posted by brieanna on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 05:05:00 PST

update:

i can't believe it, but somebody actually just threw a large ROCK at me on the walk home from this crazy place called the North Forty Saloon!!!!i was walking home with zach and jim and out of nowhere ...
Posted by brieanna on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 12:39:00 PST

this morning.

there is rarely something better than a nice warm cup of green tea on a chilly afternoon.i know what you must be thinking: chilly! in the middle of summer! in the valley!but, oh yes, chilly it is.and...
Posted by brieanna on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 03:47:00 PST

"i like puzzles and electronics, but mostly ... i like puzzles"

tonight:i feel alone.so alone.and angry for letting myself be this way.you are not the beginning and the ending to my life.there is so much more than thisgaping hole that is yawning itself in side of ...
Posted by brieanna on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 12:20:00 PST

the six walled room.

now, you may be thinking: a room with six walls! preposterous!!and then you would be incorrect.i'm sure that many rooms have six walls, or more or less, but this one has six.it is the room that i have...
Posted by brieanna on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 06:34:00 PST

a georgian sunrise:

there is a windowin a housein a suburb of atlanta.it is filled ... with light.rosy hues, seeping, seething, resounding through its cracks, crannies, and corners.every moment it is filling with moremor...
Posted by brieanna on Sat, 26 May 2007 03:54:00 PST

round two

no sleep: checkplenty of work done: checkshower: checkplenty of work to do: checkclean clothes: checkround two: ready to go
Posted by brieanna on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 04:04:00 PST

epiphany:

i just figured out my thesis. not that it's written, mind you. but i just figured out that "yes, brieanna, it is ok to challenge all the other literary critics on hurston. just as long as you have a ...
Posted by brieanna on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 04:24:00 PST