“It’s not about you.”
I fucking hate it when people say that.  Because, while it may be true and healthy, it’s usually said to let someone know that their feelings are stupid.
“It’s not about you… it’s about me.”
That seems to be the unspoken clarifier.  Like, how dare you question how I am treating you or how [...]

I’m not perfect.
None of you are surprised to hear that, I know.  But my point is that not only am I not perfect, but I have no desire to appear perfect.  Not to you or anyone.
There’s too much pressure in perfection.  Besides, most people know it’s a lie, don’t they?  I know I have, at [...]

When I was growing up, I wanted to be my Grammy.
Actually, when I was first growing up, I wanted to be my Nana.  As far as my preteen eyes could tell, Nana was rich with money and royal blood.  She was fashionable and commanding.  She knew things that no one else in the whole world [...]

I’m sitting on a fourth floor balcony overlooking the Atlantic Ocean.  I’m looking at the beach, listening to the waves, but I haven’t stepped foot on it yet.
I haven’t stepped foot much of anywhere this weekend.  It’s after 3:00 on Saturday afternoon and I’ve left my hotel room exactly once to steal coffee from the [...]

I love that I over share.  It lets someone in the world know that they are not alone, or crazy.
I love that I am not afraid of pain.  It doesn’t bother me to cry or fight or doubt.  Knowing this about myself makes me feel brave.
I love that I laugh.  Hard.  In damn near any [...]

I believe in happiness.
Not just serenity.
Not just peace.
Not just every day contentedness.
Happiness.
As much of it as you can possibly get your hands on.
It seems, at times, that most people hope for happy and hang on to content.  My belief in happiness seems to separate me from a good chunk of the rest of the world.
Friends, [...]

Sarah pointed me to an article in Wired that pretty much sums up my philosophy on life.
Or, at the very least, the point I’ve been trying to make in an ongoing argument with Avitable recently.*
The entire article is a long list of new rules of behavior for “highly evolved humans” – aka, people living in [...]

“Alright, Mom.  I have to go.”
Our morning conversation was beginning to bleed into my working hours and I could no longer ignore the screams from my inbox.
“OK, baby.  I love you.”
“I love you, too.  Thanks for listening to me be a raging whore all morning.”
“Mmm… I’d say raging bitch.”
“Oh.  Right.”
“Technically I don’t think I can [...]

I dated a guy in college who was obsessed with movie quotes.
He’d send me random text messages with lines from Jim Carrey movies and wait for me to guess the name of the movie.  He’d giggle if I got them right and strut if I got them wrong, impressed with his superior knowledge of movies [...]

I have a feeling that my life is about to get crazy.
Tomorrow I’m heading to Tampa to say goodbye to Anissa, after spending the afternoon at Faiqa’s baby shower.

Next weekend I’m headed to Lexington, Kentucky with Hilly and Adam for ConFab.  I’m looking forward to rooming with Hilly and Becky and having lots [...]

My first tattoo was a crudely sketched set of drama masks on my right shoulder blade.
Comedy and Tragedy.
It was meant to symbolize not only my love of theater (raise your hand if you’d be surprised to hear I was active in drama when I was younger…), but also my propensity for extremes.
Comic, tragic.  Black, white.  [...]

I had breakfast Sunday morning with Hilly, Adam, Adam’s wife Amy, Faiqa and Shari.  (I wonder what it’s like to have friend who don’t require links when you mention them…)
Faiqa is pregnant, so damn near every time I see her I ask her what kind of makeup is making your skin so fabulous?!? and have [...]

On Monday, Avitable had to… er… step in for me. It seems I was slightly unavailable for posting.
Adam determined the best way to distract you from my untimely drunkenness was with a contest. Now I owe one of you bastards a prize. (Thanks Adam!)
But who? Who will be the lucky bastard?
First [...]

Raise your hand if you’re relieved this Ode to Miss Britt series is finally coming to an end?
OK, that’s rude. Put your hands down.
I’ve spent 9 of the last 10 weeks rebuilding my “100 Things” list. I think 85 of the 90 items I’ve shared have amounted to me making fun of myself [...]

Imagine, if you will, that you’re reading an eloquent introductory sentence.
You are then pulled into the next paragraph, where you encounter wit and humor and creativity like you have never known. You find yourself sitting at your computer, completely unaware that you are smiling to yourself. You laugh under your breath as you [...]