The Bra Street Rambler

“Why are you limping?” “I got impaled at a Quidditch Match” Now, normally readers of The Bra Street Rambler can expect little life lessons and the wisdom of a young female without any sort of psychology degree to be heard of. Not this week. Sometimes something so insanely absurd happens that you simply have to put everything aside and say; "Gather round dear bros and bras and listen as I tell you the story of a Muggle who tried to play a magical little sport called Quidditch.” Yes, if you haven’t already gathered as much from my previous posts, I am a nerd and proud of it! Now lucky for me, and quite unfortunately for her as you will soon discover, my new roommate is also a nerd. Recently, I volunteered at a Harry Potter event and played the fun role of a potions professor, other activities available to the public included house designation by means of Sorting Hat, face painting, wizard dueling, wand and banner decorating, and of course the main event of this p...

Yes, the topic itself is cliche. Every blogger at some point or another, writes a blog about writing a blog. Why? Because damnit, it's not as easy as it looks! Sure, if you fancy yourself a good writer, the words will flow out like water from a faucet as you race to keep your fingers moving as fast as they can over the keys of your keyboard in order to keep up with your ideas lest your lose the train of thought. However, getting to that point is not always easy.  First, you need a topic to write about. This can be somewhat of a struggle after you've written twenty, I can only imagine what it must be like for those who have written hundreds of posts. After a while, you start to feel like you are reaching. Struggling to find any topic to write about that you can put your own twist on, add your own flavour and perspective to.  Then, even if you do find some topics because let's face it, there's always something to write about even if you don't know it ...

Take a look around you, what do you see? Are you in your bedroom, your home, your workspace? If so, how does your space reflect you? What about the room says this is your space ? If you follow my blog, you'll know that my roommate has recently moved out and I have claimed the far larger room as my own. Naturally, the first thing I did was figure out what I wanted; where and how I wanted to decorate. Suffice to say, my book cases went up first (I have over six hundred books)!  My book shelves make me happy, they are one of the most personal things I can have in my space. They contain all of my books and they house the nic nacs that give my room a dose of my own individual personality. If someone who knew me were to walk around my apartment, they would know without a doubt exactly which room was mine even without looking at all of the picture frames on the wall. Speaking of picture frames; photos, a perfectly easy means of personalizing any space. everyone is a...

The Internet, the very thing that allows you to read the words I have written, the thoughts I am sharing. Marvelous thing isn't it? Except when you have a blog to post and have no Internet for the week... Woops. So here it is. It's Tuesday night,.. scratch that, it's Wednesday morning, and I have been so busy with my roommate moving out and getting things ready for the arrival of a new roommate that I find I have completely neglected to type something up in advance for a blog that goes live less than 23hours from now.  A realization that of course, only crossed my mind ten minutes after curling up in bed. My access to the Internet to post this week? Work. Which means I have to write something up before work and review/schedule/post during my fifteen minute break. Happy fun times! And now you know a bit more about the distracted Rambler behind the scenes.  So panic mode ensues, what to write about? The marvelous wonders of technology and the Internet o...