Since I’m sitting here in class, I’m doing what every student would be doing on a Saturday afternoon at 3:30pm. Surfing the inter-tubes.

I came across this article at FARK: Pew, Pew, Pew.

It got me to thinking… I wonder how much information about myself is on the wonder that is the inter-webs. So I Googled my name.

So, who is Brandy?
She is…

-a poet
-a singer
-an actress
-a real estate agent
-a college student
-a great name for a dog
-beauty school student
-pron star

Among many others.

Part of me wants to be more careful with what I put on the internet about myself, and part of me doesn’t really care that much. I suppose I fit into the young adult category, but that’s ok. I am a young adult… kind of.

And the other part of me wants to walk out of the class early and go play. But not outside. It’s too cold.

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate corporate customer service (or lack thereof)? Hate it, hate it. Hate. It.

But that’s a story for another day. You guys like my ploppy bird? I was thinking about words that I enjoy saying thanks to Brandy, and I gotta go with plop as one of them. I love the way it just lets my mouth flop and make noises (not usually appealing to me, but that’s ok). I digress… can I be any more scatter-brained? Have a great Saturday