Haha, I'm on a list for a party.  Why is that always exciting?  I think I watch too much TV.

Oh my goodness.

I am at work.  And I am so bored I might actually die.

Please visit my grave.

So I'm watching Hook ( Read more... )

Here's an update.  Because I'll be fucked if I give my link to my real journal ( Read more... )

This might be an untenable situation.

Love,
Bridgette.

I AM TWENTY FUCKING TWO YEARS OLD.

Today is good so far.  I saw Grace, and was downtown, later made coffee, and worked out formerfourway!partner etiquette.  So thus far it's been a trip.

Life can really break your heart.  But it also can be the BEST joke.  And I think this year is going to be better.

And yet you get to this point, and you're like, who the fuck cares?

Um so that author David Foster Wallace killed himself.

Not that I'm like surprised or anything.

I AM BACK IN AUSTIN.

I made it on a steady diet of red bull and rock star, which as far as I'm concerned is legalized whatever.

So I'm celebrating by watching the Dark Knight.

What a trip.  I mean, just today my engine like blew up (seriously there's the biggest hole in it) and then we rented a car that looks kind of like a panda, and I won a whole dollar at an inflatable Indian casino.  All of this is not an exaggeration.  Yesterday I vacated my apartment completely in like three hours, watched Donnie Darko, and took a ( Read more... )