its been several weeks, but

I CAN'T STOP LISTENING TO BRITNEY SPEARS.

I feel like not being able to stop listening to Britney Spears is a recurring theme in my life. I'm sorry, but I just love her. Even when she was "fat" (read: my size) and crazy and drugged up and varnished with cheetos residue I still loved her. I wouldn't be surprised if I was on my deathbed with my children and grandchildren gathered around, and I would mouth something in a ragged whisper, and my daughter would lean down and tearfully say "what, mother? I couldn't hear you...", and I would summon my final breath and gasp "hit me, baby...one...more...time..."