2004-12-15 - 10:37 p.m.
bridget went crazy

i've decided i should go back into therapy. i think i'm ready now; i have some real questions:

• what's with the drugs? for real?
  
• why do i so enjoy fucking over the ones i love?
  
• what is the root of this fear that i can't even name?
  
• how come i keep failing retard-level mathclass?
  
• etc.

  in the meantime, i'm regulatin' wit' the 20 and napping and eating but stretching shit out for days...

  just got bird by bird by anne lamott (thanks michelle!) and let me tell you something, dear friends: BUY IT NOW...

  may have broken my finger at work today--we'll see how it looks tomorrow...

  mrs. muņoz told me once that she saw me as "a real dash kind of girl," in reference, of course, of my propensity for the use of the dash. this morning that occurred to me, god knows why, so i grabbed the nearest stack of papers (my creative writing journals) and scanned them for dashes, and by gum, she was right...

  born to make lu happy...

  - rachel

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  ooh, you touch my tra-la-la... mmm, my ding-ding-dong