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I HAD MONEY...TIL I MOVED HERE

This L.A. life is sucking me dry man! (Get ya`ll mind out of the gutter). I mean, everything from the housing, food, and let`s not even talk about the parking and traffic. I burn more gas sitting at red lights  than I do actually getting to my destination. And get this, I even have to pay to park in the garage of the place that I WORK in!

I came here strictly for my career (I might try to leave with somebody sexy though) and I knew it wouldn`t be easy but damn I didn`t know ya`ll was gone want my first born for a spot in a parking garage near my crib.

I see why everybody is so thin out here. Ya`ll can`t afford to eat! This is the best diet plan I`ve ever been on. Cheese and crackers have never tasted this delicious. I`m figuring out new recipes to cut down my appetite. Did you know that if you pour yourself a glass of pineapple juice and squeeze a little lemon in there you can make it through about 2 hours? Ok maybe one... Alright 30 minutes homie, 30 minutes.

Stay tuned for more kitchen tips from Chef Britney, Chef Douglas if you nasty.

Anyway, please think of me when you having those cookouts this summer and please extend an invitation because ya`ll know I like food. Until then, I`ll just be sitting over here dreaming about a steak well done with a side of garlic mashed potatoes and asparagus.

-BRIT
                                                                                     


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  1. Damn... Almost sounds like living in Chicago! No worries though. I'll think of you every time i take a bite out of a 6oz. medium-well cooked steak with a side of mash and broccoli (bcuz I don't fuggs with asparagus) and hope that wherever you are at the time I'm eating it, you'll be thinking of how awesome it is to be me at that very moment. Lol 😋 jk but for real though i hope you gain some kind of financial leeway so you can keep pursuing your dream!

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