OK, so, moving on… …and more specifically, I am.  “How?” you may ask… How Miss Britt Gets Over…Anything, Really Step 1 – Immediately go out and buy Stuff: Anything really, it doesn’t matter.  Sunday I spent about $400 between Menard’s and Wal-Mart.  Somewhere between the chandelier, sandpaper, tampons and the greatest fucking lipstick in the [...]

I’m so angry right now I could spit. Or cuss. Or throw something really freaking hard at my husband’s head. Last night my husband went out to a bachelor party. I hate these things because it is inevitable that something stupid is going to happen in the name of… er, what exactly? Celebration? Singledom? Friendship? [...]

What. THE FUCK?!?!?! OK – so WordPress fucking ATE my last WEEK’S worth of posts.  AND… ate the post I just typed up five minutes ago.  DAMN IT!!!!! So here’s the fucking condensed version, because I do have to go back to work here at some point but I love you people enough to make [...]

I finally decided it was time for a little company around here again.  I’ve been putting it off because I wasn’t sure the new place was really ready for company yet.  But then, well, I got desperate for some extra cash lonely. So I put the word out that I was willing to rent out [...]