After winter must come spring/Change will come eventually–Lauryn Hill

Sometime last year I started feeling sad.
Where once I’d relished in its ridiculousness, life suddenly seemed unfunny. It became difficult to find things to write about and posting to this blog was more chore than choice.
I decided I was going through a quarter-life crisis. I felt [...]

Dearest hannihaus readers, for anyone who’s read this blog for any amount of time you know I’m 27 going on 12. I am Peter Pan—the world is my playground and I pass through it with unbridled innocence and dauntless hope …
But I’m starting to realize—this life I call mine, this place that houses my heart—it’s [...]

It’s happened again.
I totally busted out of my pants. Last week, after cinching a little too tight, my belt snapped clean in half. And in the aftermath only rubble, butt crack and the stares of my incredulous co-workers survived.
Because of course, this happened in the office.
I’m not sweating it though. When you’re thin around the [...]

I haven’t been writing much lately because there’s some stuff going on. And that stuff is kind of turning me all Sensitive Artist. And this blog is *not* about being a sensitive artist.
… But it is about being a sensitive smart ass.
And when it comes to being a smart ass, baby I’m the best.
But I [...]

I was 19 that summer. The city—like its inhabitants—was sweltering hot.
Beautiful 20-somethings poured like water from subways onto street corners and into restaurants and bars and old buildings. An urban pheromone factory, sex oozed from these golden gods as beads of perspiration gathered on breastbones and thighs hidden beneath stylish suits.
We were young. We [...]

People always ask me, “Hänni, if you had a million dollars, how would you spend it?”
That’s easy.  I’d buy a big house, a hybrid car, and this t-shirt .
Some people, however, would blow the million bucks on strippers and coke.
I don’t get that.
Mostly because soda is so bad for you.
…But I digress.
—– What you [...]

This is the last one folks. As we usher in the New Year, it’s time to bid a fond farewell to that charming game of word play that has sustained us so well.
On days when I could think of nothing better to post than stories of jock itch and mustachioed men, mrtl’s Motif Monday [...]

The theme for mrtl’s motif Monday is is “a good deed”, and for some reason this one’s really throwing me folks. I’ve seriously been sitting here wracking my brain for stories of good deeds and I’ve got nothing.
Sure I could write about nice things that people have done for me - I.e. Maaa for [...]

With Thanksgiving drawing near, I feel it is important to grouch less and give thanks more. Yes, dear hannihaus readers, tis the season to reflect and be grateful for those things that make life worth living –Things like God, family, and The O.C.’s nationally-televised nip slip. (God I love that show! And [...]

Apparently I’m all hardcore n’ shit, as I’m only one of a handful of ya yas dumb enough to drive through a hurricane to get to work this morning. And guess what? Because common sense indicates I should be home, well that’s where my boss sent me! Wilma, you’re such a saucy minx. [...]