~Erin, My Erin~

So...... I was continuing the process of preparing my move today and after i had finished shampooing the dining room carpet I had started painting my bedroom white. As I reluctantly washed away the pistachio green color that my room had once held all its fabulous glory with the overbearing ,painfully bland, white finish, I started to think about Erin, My roommate. I thought about when we first moved in and she thought I was completely insane for choosing such a color for my bedroom and how much I regretted painting it that color when I was finished. It was great when the paint had dried and i had finished decorating the bedroom and I remember how surprised I myself was and how much Erin loved it too. It was such a comfortable and warm space. It made me sad to see the green go away cause it made me think that I too shall be going away. I think one of the things i will miss most is having someone like Erin who is there whenever and where ever I need her. We are really so good for each other, always there for each other,and we make a really great team. I will especially miss the nights of reading Harry Potter to each other until we fall asleep, our random trips to Wendy's for spicy chicken sandwiches, and our consistent mutual hungering for oreos which later has become a staple in our home diet. What I will miss most, however, is her creativity, how she can take something as simple as a plain orange dress and add some beading around the neck and make it unique and beautiful. How her voice changes to a cute whine when she needs something from me, but is a little shy to ask for it. Our "go team" hi-five when we have done or thought of something together that we think is really great. And also our random and at times expensive shopping trips usually induced by one of us being depressed. Hey! Don't Judge! So shopping makes us feel better! After all those hott satin and lacy red pumps are not gonna find themselves into Erin's closet on their own are they? We have really built are own little family here and it pains me to feel the need to leave. But, I know that where ever I go I take a special part of Erin with me, because the ones that love us never really leave us. So this, my second blog, is for you Erin. Because, I love you. Because, you are my family. And because, you are the best friend I could have ever asked for. Thank you for being no more and no less than just exactly who you are. I love you!!

~BRI~

First Blog ~Finding My Niche~

Ecological Niche- a term describing the relational position of a species or population in an ecosystem.
That is what I am looking for. My Niche. My ecosystem. My place of habitat. Or more simply put, the place where and can live and thrive healthy and happily. Alaska has been home for so long that it makes it hard to leave. But, I am suffocating. I feel isolated and stagnant. Life is moving forward and I am not. I am just existing. If my life were anything else other than human I would think I would be a rock. Always the same size and shape. Occasionally moved perhaps, but unchanging. Not getting bigger or better or even worse. Just there.. A rock. But, on a posative note, I would be the sexiest most devastatingly handsome gay rock there ever was. But, alas, My patience has run out. I'm tired of being a rock. I know I'm not living up to my potential and that I can be and do so much more. So it's time for me to "move the cheese" so to speak. Great reference for those of you that have read that book eh?? I am going to be proactive and change my life instead of waiting for life to change. The beginning of this change is to move out of Alaska. Experience new places and things. Start a life and career and school. Whether it be moving to Arizona for work or to Idaho for school (which has yet to be determined) as of September of this year I am out of here. I am going to seek out my Niche.