There are a million reasons why I love black cats. This is one of them.

So, the other night I was completely freaking out about so many things. Mom, Jess, Michael and I were watching Lars and the Real Girl and as much as I wanted to see that movie, watching someone battle anxiety whilst having an attack of it was making me insane. I bolted for the door around 1:30 a.m. and went for a walk. Upon my return, I wrote some notes about my adventure. This is the story of what happened while I was gone. 

How I Met (the Ever-So Statuesque) Mr. Tippy Toe

"I speed-walked until my lungs adjusted to take breaths at a normal pace again. As my legs slowed and my lungs stretched, I entered the Pratt campus. I veered right, towards a bench and just as I did I noticed, what I mistook for a statue of, a black cat. He prompted my motion to come to a halt, as I stopped to stare at him. I stopped at the nearest bench to admire him and his aura. 

He began to come closer.

I laughed as i imagined him coming over to greet me, to notice that I was crying. 

He continued towards me, and came even closer. 

As he landed on the second bench to my left, I smirked as the thought of him ending his journey in my lap crossed my mind. 

He began to cross over my lap- but suddenly decided to stay. I let him sleep for almost an hour before I figured that I should wander back home myself. I'm happy that I always go with fate."

It was exactly what I needed. I needed that company like (the desert missed the rain). I keep having these anxiety attacks / fits of pure frustration that keep me up at night and wake me up in the morning (respectively). I really am not into this dog, or his owner, and I miss my girls. I live with two of them and never see them :( Though, last night I managed to get Jess to come hang out and that was nice. Ali Jean, I'm trying to figure out a day that I can come visit. I need your adventures. 

I really, really, really, want a kitten.

<3jones

yes, please.

just wanted y'all to know that this, this right here, is what my current county does for entertainment.

<3

-britt

Complaint Post.

Bah. Driving to work just to get out in the parking lot and spill coffee all over yourself is the worst. I had to drive all the way back home and change. Thankfully I randomly had one of chris' towels in my car, so i didn't have to sit on a soaking wet seat. Ok, I'm done with my complaining.

Loves you!!
<3 Ali Jean

buddah baby

Hey Sassies
I wish I could post more often, but in between not having internet and working crazy hours, I don't seem to have much time for anything! I'm working at this really pretty restaurant called Buddahkan (www.buddahkannyc.com) and I superduper love it here. I want to have a ladies dinner when we're all back in NY *cough cough*

Not very much has been going on with me. I still have not visited a beach, so I'm sure you can imagine how terribly pasty I still am. I'm going to spend the next couple of weeks boyfriend shopping and praying for days off.

Ahh i have to get back to work.

Done.

My babies!

I am on Long Island, in Glen Cove, on Rose Avenue, on the second floor, in Ali's bed, in a yellow towel. It is 6:07 PM.  Wonderful!!

I miss my wife, glad you made it safe to the 'rado, wish I was there, wish I could give you huggies and kissies and drinks! Yeahhh I miss makin' them dranks. Listening to Girl Talk in Big Haus, listening to The Sounds in Big Haus, being able to do our makeup at the same time in Big Haus, the soda machines to buy Fanta to mix with vodka in Big Haus, sleeping on top of each other in Big Haus, on bunk beds, ordering rail road pizza in Big Haus, Ve-ing it (Terre). 

Okay BrittyPod that paragraph was for you and how much I miss you.

Onward.

I am so broke! But such a happy young thing. Ever since I've been unemployed I've spend countless days with the people I love, beached it, jetted off to Florida for a fun-filled 9 days with Miss Erica Turck, my family, and lots of beautiful, beautiful Cocoa Beach, and as much as I can- with Mister Boyfriend Man: Michael Dylan Ferrara himself. What a catch! I'm so happy.'

I got a job waiting tables at Alysse's place of work now, Ruby Foo's in Times Square and I start training Monday. Might not have rent money in time but I'll muddle my way through... always do, no worries!

I've also decided to go back to school in the fall, to Brooklyn College for a B.A. in Communications - Purchase was a wonderful, wonderful 2-year long party, but what a waste of academic time and MONEY SHIIIIIIIT. On the other hand, where the hell would I be if I wound up at Fredonia or Oneonta like the original plan? This blog wouldn't even exist OH MAN. I can't think about what life would be like without you PYTs. I love ya'll so much. Srsly. My life, you are.

I love you. Ali and I are preparing to get Daiquiris and then for a hopping after-wedding party at the Mansh.

KISSES. x000x0x0e9d9d9djfdjfkdafjdksal;fjsaldfjadls;fjasdf

s

GUYETTI

beach bums

hey hey pretty ladies. i can't say that my life has been as interesting as Britt's has been, but its been pretty fun. Saturday was garage sale day in Sea Cliff so I dragged my friend Tiana out and we went to a few garage sales and got some nifty steals. I got some sweet new shirts and a bunch of art books for free. But since it was about 95 degrees outside we felt as though we should end our adventure pretty quickly by stopping at the local bar Partners for a breakfast beer. After our beers we parted ways and I went to Sea Cliff beach to meet up with the kiddies. I got there and ended up mighty pissed because the kid at the gate made me pay 20 bucks to get into the beach cause I'm not a resident of Sea Cliff. As soon as I paid I found Chris and he said he'd get that cash money back for me, so I was back to being in a happy mood. The afternoon then consisted of swimming and playing football on the beach.

Sunday morning I got up bright and early and me and Chris rode bikes to the beach with a cooler full of bud light. Lots of swimming and drinking/eating. It was a great day. However riding back to Chris' from the beach was terrible. 2 minutes into our uphill trek we stopped and took a beer break on some stairs. it was not a wise decision of me to wear a gray shirt that day. let just say there was a lot of visible wetness all over my shirt. I think that was like the most physical activity I have done since I left school, I was super exhausted after yesterday. ha.

Well the pass out princess in me is taking over. I will update more after work tomorrow. Day 3 of bartending at the marina!! hopefully i make lots of money so i can put it in a jar to save for denver tickets. 

Come visit!! And come play on the beach with me all dayyy! Miss and love you all. <3

adventureboots!

so handsome dan and i ventured into downtown denver today and, after taking a few wrong turns, finally found the famous larimer square.  

we had an amazing lunch here: www.osteriamarco.com.

although it was a little pricey, it was well worth it.  we had great food and great wine (and, with the high altitudes, acquired a great buzz fast).  no complaints.

after lunch, we browsed through a cute little furniture store.  unfortunately, i can't remember the name of it.  but trust me.  it was cute.  and cheap!  

then we browsed through my favourite boutique thus far:  www.crybabyranch.com.  

i want to work there.  even though they said they aren't currently hiring, i am still going to beef up my resume tomorrow and send it to the owner tomorrow for future reference.  although i REALLY would have loved to walk out with a pair of $1,000 custom cowgirl boots and a job, i settled for a five dollar wooden post card to send to my great grandma for her birthday.  

after unsuccessfully browsing target and pier one (ew, ew, and more ewwwwww) for our last bit of necessary bedroom furnishings, our day ended with a trip to the liquor store for some cheap wine and nice, quick conversation with the clerk.  everyone is so nice here!  

anyway, handsome dan is being a whiny bitch about me not helping pick a free movie.  so, i will end this post with a big smacker goodnight!  SMACKERRRRRRROOOOOOOO!

-britt