hey brittney, listen -- i think you should start hoarding your cash, try to get three thousand or so if you can, and then move to new york ASAP. forget all these people and get started. you can make it.

I concur with the spirit of the previous.

I say keep bartending! ;)

And Brittney - if you actually will do what Manny suggests, I'll help you. You - of all people - know I'm finally in a position to do that, if that's what you want. But believe me, that's what you *need.*

Quick, fellas! Before she gets snapped up by some other guy who also isn't you! Again!

Britt... wherever you go, (and I agree with Dr. fresh down there), own at least two cans of pepper spray. Please.

Britt, I for one am gonna hate to see you scurry off to the bigger time, but these guys are right. You really need to get out of here before you hate it so much that you refuse to ever come back.

You'll be a bit nostaligic at first, believe me. I was when I moved. Still am. And that was 3000 km across the country. But I needed to leave.

Memories are nice, but they can only exist properly in one place. There is no room for them in the present - it's either you or them. I've seen very bitter people who never took the chances they had to leave. Some are happy staying, and that's fine, but if you feel you need to go, you do.

Klaus, is it hard to be a mime during this time of national French bashing?