Britney’s little sabbatical at UCLA’s psych ward has officially been extended a full fourteen days, leaving estranged father Jamie Spears in charge of her estate in the interim (Britney’s lawyers will be going to court again today to try to remove him as co-conservator). First on Daddy’s list? Obtaining a restraining order against “manager” Sam Lutfi. Mysteriously, hours before Sam was legally ordered out of Britney’s house, several of her valuables were stolen. According to Us Weekly

The Los Angeles Police Department was called to the Beverly Hills home of Britney Spears Friday after her parents discovered valuable possessions belonging to the singer were missing. Spears’ parents believe that the items were stolen after their daughter was taken to the UCLA Medical Center early Thursday morning.

A bank safe was among the valuables reported missing. The safe contained two cartons of Marlboro Lights, a Louis Vuitton suitcase full of sour cream and a partially-burned Hannah Montana wig and mike stand. Police suspect the culprit is Sam Lutfi, Sam Lutfi or Sam Lutfi, while Britney blames leprechauns and her mother for having slept with them. Further bulletins as events warrant.

Britney Spears seems to be setting a crazy trend here lately, with “Grey’s Anatomy” star Justin Chambers checking into the very same UCLA psych ward this week and actress Kirsten Dunst reportedly teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown herself. According to Page Six

Kirsten Dunst’s strange ways have tongues wagging that she’s “on the verge of a breakdown.” The starlet came late, left early, and “acted erratic” during a recent event at Sundance, according to insiders. Friends of the actress made apologies on her behalf, saying, “Kirsten is not in a good place right now.” Dunst, who split from Razorlight rocker boyfriend Johnny Borell last year, has not been photographed or spotted out in recent weeks.

I’d guess the breakdown has less to do with a relationship gone sour and more to do with “fish out of water” syndrome. Kirsten’s type are most comfortable hiding under a bridge and bellowing riddles to wayfaring gnomes, not posing for pictures on the red carpet. You know, “Answer me these questions three!” and stealing babies and other such troll inclinations. I’m sure it gets hard living so far out of your element.

Kirsten hobgobbling around Sundance: