An Evening In
So, I’m an introvert. I am capable of stretching myself and engaging in social situations I find uncomfortable, but when I have the apartment all to myself on a Saturday night, sometimes the lure of peaceful relaxation is just too much to turn down. Today was one of those days, so earlier I sent this message to an acquaintance.
Hello to the birthday girl!
I hope your party is the best sort of fun!
I wanted to let you know that I’m giving myself permission to stay home, eat pizza, and watch Star Trek tonight. I’m feeling very introverted today, and I don’t want to be the person hiding in the corner, staring at my phone, trying to avoid conversations, and making other people feel awkward in my presence. I know this is incredibly selfish, but I’m hoping it also means you and your party guests will have a better time because no one will have to think twice about who is or isn’t having a good time.
Have a super happy birthday party! I’ll eat an extra slice and say
hello to Jean-Luc for you.
~Brianne
I’m kind of proud that I was brave enough to chicken out, heh. The Captain and my pizza are waiting…
(7/31/11 Note: I figured out that of the 168hrs in a week, I only have the apartment completely to myself for about 8-10 of those hours on average.)
Real Life and Blogging
I love it when I find and can read blogs by people I know in real life! It’s one of the benefits of having a public blog, and not hiding behind an alias. I can comment on their blogs, and maybe even talk to them about blogging in real life!
Two people I know have started blogs this year. One is a girl I work with, who I don’t know very well yet. What can I say, I’m kind of shy. Anyway, she’s a very talented artist and I’ve had fun learning little bits about her when we’ve had lunch breaks together. She’s really quite rad. *grin* Go take a peek: bare bones, twigs & stones
The second person is a girl I went to grade school and junior high with. We were never very good friends, but it is still pretty fun to read her blog because her life has taken such an interesting path. After high school she started modeling, and she got quite a lot of work. I remember seeing her in Gap ads when I was in college, and she was on a half dozen Italian magazine covers over the years. She has also been in a couple of movies, like The Devil Wears Prada. Despite all that, I still mainly think of her as one of the cheerleaders from my junior high squad, since that’s when I knew her best. Have a look-see:supermodelblogger
Inspiration for the New Year
For the start of the new year, here are a few good reminders from the founder of the company I work for…
“Happiness is not reaching your goal. Happiness is being on the way. It is our wonderful fate to be just at the beginning.”
This makes so much sense to me now. It didn’t when I was younger.
When you’re young it’s so easy to think “When I’m married things will be perfect.” or “If only I had the right job, then life would be perfect.” But you know what? Goals never really end, there is always a next step. There is always a possibility or choice waiting just around the corner.
“Only those who are asleep make no mistakes. Making mistakes is the privilege of the active.”
It can be so hard to accept this at times, but it’s spot-on accurate.
That quote should be my personal motto. Seriously.
Failure sucks, but so does stagnation. There are chances to be taken and boundaries to be stretched, and mistakes are often the best teachers we have.
“Most things still remain to be done. A glorious future!”
Yes!
Happy New Year!!
37, Or 38 If You Include This
In 2010, I only added 37 blog posts to this site. Well, 38 posts after this one.
Is that really all I have to share? No, it’s not. Is that all I’m comfortable sharing, with quite a few people I know in real-life viewing my photos and reading what I write? Perhaps.
I would like this to change. I would like to be a little more open, more candid. It’s tricky though, standing on this stage and speaking to people who know me in different ways – Daughter, Wife, Friend, Coworker, etc. It’s kind of scary.
Here’s to a more frank and undisguised me in 2011.




