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Heh, can you tell it's early, I just left this note for myself! Anyway, it wasn't bitchy at all, my previous layout had stopped hosting the pictures, and I wasn't attached to the new one at all. My email is slange AT mcw DOT edu. Thanks :)

from savasana :

Hi briddy, thanks for the heads up on the journal design. I've changed mine, for the sake of keeping things straight. Can I have a password, though? Thanks!

from inca-roads :

what's new?? more than i could possibly put here. suffice to say that life is strange and love rules. love reading your diary babe...vicarious days and nights.

from fluffygurl :

Hello Miss Briddy May I be deemed worthy enough for your password pretty please? xxx oh yea its fluff from digs!

from inca-roads :

just wanted to say hi...hi.

from hulabelly :

And that's why I know our dad's were seperated at birth. Except that your's was born first. Way first.

from hulabelly :

Oh man, *major* grammatical error in that last note. Don't show herms!

from hulabelly :

You're dad is the best! My dad also likes to wear his robe, barely tied, as he saunters around his castle. But my dad's robe is better, cuz it has toothpaste spittle ALL down the front.

from janest :

Nuh uh. I hate when she dances at the end, yes, but her writhing is just fine with me. She can be my girlfriend all alone and I don't have to worry about you stealing her away now. Yay!

from schmance :

Oh, Briddy, I'm just a freakish freaky freaking-out freak. I hope it's at least partly due to this being my first week on the pill, is that possible? Otherwise it's just the brisket, the boy, the ex, the child, and the job.

from hermia7 :

get over here so i can smack you.

from hermia7 :

oh, i must have misunderstood -- I thought Brookie said something about IMing all day with you, maybe she meant e-mail. n/m! I was just lonely and needed a little chat.

from hermia7 :

hey, what's your IM?

from hermia7 :

bleh.

from hermia7 :

thanks! And I wasn't knocking it, I was stating a fact: B doesn't...like....NJ.

from hermia7 :

BWAH!

from schmance :

Brids, bless you, your note was just what I needed. Thanks, doll! Gawd, the early-stage jitters are . . . jittery.

from i-roboctopus :

Not sure from your entry if someone found your diary or what it is that's making you consider closing it. If you do close it I'd definitely miss reading it, both becasue I love your writing and because I'd miss hearing about your life! Hope it works out whatever you decide.

from i-roboctopus :

Yes, happy birthday to you Miss Bridget! :)

from hermia7 :

I took them to the shoe man, who says he can fix them by 5, so let's cross our fingers! Otherwise I may totally have to borrow, because all that will make me feel like anything but a drone tonight are some good heels.

from hulabelly :

I'm glad there are no hard feelings, sometimes I say more than I should, but it's only out of concern. :)

from hermia7 :

weird, try me again. um, do you have my work address?

from schmance :

Don't worry, Dick is all yours! Er, uh, well you know what I mean. ;-)

from lulutrix :

drop me a line, sister. lulutrix AT yahoo xo

from deb-e-ne-ne :

Oh man. Next time you just need to clock her :) Sorry your night was so rough. But hey, good news about the interview!! How exciting!

from hermia7 :

I did indeed. I actually spent a lot of time dealing with him, and I fail to see what the big deal is. But I did give him a nasty scowl for you at one point.

from hulabelly :

You got it sister. I'ma bring Skinny Lee and seven of my ten childrens. See you then!

from schmance :

Please may I be one of your devoted readers? (nlhackneyATyahooDOTcom)

from hermia7 :

looks awesome. I checked out the site, all their templates are gorgeous -- makes me want a fancier one myself!

from i-roboctopus :

Hey briddy... your new template looks gorgeous! I have one complaint... er, suggestion... though. You have your text set at 70%. For people like me with good eyesight that don't have their default set at GINORMOUS, it makes it so small it's illegible. I have to go into my preferences and re-do my settings just to read your diary, thenredset them when I'm doen so that ever other page doesn't have gigantic text... which is a total pain in the ass. Could you maybe, pretty please, set it to 100% (or to a specific font size if you want) so that it will automaticaly be the size people have their defaults set to? 'Cause you know all this is really about me anyhow... ;)

from inca-roads :

i have some things to sort out and just haven't felt like writing lately. she and i are fine, though. thank you for your insight.

from emmalola :

briddy- your entry with all the names reminds me so much of being 13 and smitten with so many boys I couldn't keep track. v. funny. -lola

from inca-roads :

damn brids, i have msn messenger, but it won't let me sign on. check your email.

from inca-roads :

i'll tell you if you want. do you use AIM or yahoo messenger? if so, my s/n for aim is kruppasing and for yahoo it's poodleplay

from inca-roads :

brids...i lost your user id and pword. please maam, may i have it again?

from inca-roads :

ah, i fucking love reading your diary. (just wanted you to know). ah, what the fuck, i love you too, hehe.

from i-roboctopus :

Seriously, I think you should just publish your diary as is... no need to change the names even, that's already done! It is so fun to read and so well written. You rock girlie!

from hermia7 :

yes! starting next week I am considerably more free for social endeavors. AKA, "not out of town all the time."

from hulabelly :

Hmmm...a nekkid pikinac with my raging lesbian of a roommate? Aw naw, hell naw!

from deb-e-ne-ne :

Good luck on the interview! And good for you quitting a sucky job. I don't blame you one bit.

from inca-roads :

you tell a wonderful story.

from i-roboctopus :

Mr. Beautiful is rather, um, beautiful... but strangely familiar looking too. Dang girl! Them's some hot boys!

from caseydoll :

Dear Briddy, Um, can I please have Mr. Beautiful when you move? Wrapped in cello and tied with a bow? I mean, damn. I appreciate it, Casey

from inca-roads :

thank you darling. yeah, it was a special moment, so the words just came out easily. and that's the way it is...

from i-roboctopus :

It was a different B&N actually. But if you were at the one downtown you were in my old stomping grounds. I used to work in the high rise directly across the street from B&N for 6 years. I really miss working downtown.

from i-roboctopus :

Taco Cabana rocks! It is the best for middle-of-the-night eats. It's a staple in my diet, always has been. It started in San Antonio and they didn't make it up this far north until a few years ago. I had to live without for 7 years and it was torture. I refuse to eat at Taco Bell. Though I do like that little chihuahua.

from i-roboctopus :

BwaHaHaHaHa! "I don't ride bulls; I ride bull riders." You are brilliant. Now I want a belt buckle that says that too. Or at least a T-shirt. Or maybe a western button-down shirt with pearlized buttons and that saying on the back in big fuzzy, iron-on letters. On the price of the belt. The prices probably were inflated becasue of the area you were in, but that area also caters to locals that are into that scene. And western wear, especially leather goods & jewelry (which includes belt buckles), are pretty expensive because they are usually handmade and/or custom made. I have a pretty cool belt buckle with a scorpion entombed in laquer on it. I got it second hand but it was still expensive (I'm thinking $25). I wonder what that says about me? I kind of like the possible implications.

from i-roboctopus :

Holy shit! You stayed in the stockyards! Oh the shame of it all. I figure out-of-towners should experience that aprt of town for like, one night, of their trip, but not the entire time. Good lord. I am half embarrassed. It's not all that... that... over the top cowboyish.

from i-roboctopus :

Okay, I just caught up on the whole Texas trip. Please forgive my onslaught of comments that follow.

from charlieann :

I understand the whole "fun in San Diego thing" with not seeing ANYTHING, yet spending a significant amount of time there. I went there for a work trip in January and I think I spent all of 1/2 hour not working....so I spent that relaxing around the AIRPORT! Fun, fun....or not.

from greschya :

Girl, I neeeeed a password. This is like a the diaryland version of a booty call, I think -- I think I don't need to read, passwords tend to bug me, I can never keep them straight, and then, late at night (okay, in the afternoon) I start wondering "what ever happened to that briddy-b? Sure, there was a lot of [password] maintenance, but it was always cool..... " So yeah, password to greschyaAT anything.com, really, hotmail, diaryland, whatever. Iffen I'm worthy, that is.

from hermia7 :

"My response? I have no idea. I was working the whole time. San Diego was all the same to me: 72 and fluorescent." OH GOD, this sounds familiar. My boyfriend is always bitter that I'm going to Aspen and SoCal and blah blah blah for conferences, and refuses to believe me when I say that I don't see anything outside the hotel, and mostly I see the subterranean conference space.

from charlieann :

Uhhhh...nope, no response yet for the password thingy. Can you please e-mail me? Thanks oodles!

from cinnamon22 :

*Sigh.* Thanks for signing my guest book, and I'm glad you like my diary. I'd return the favor ... but you're password-protected. I think I'll add that to my list of pet peeves. :o)

from briddy-b :

charlieann, charlieann! Did I e-mail you back? I lost track of who I responded to... Brids

from charlieann :

I e-mailed you! Can I please, pretty please (with sugar on top) have the password? :) I'm feeling the withdrawls! I'm going to end up with the DTs pretty soon.

from charlieann :

I e-mailed you! Can I please, pretty please (with sugar on top) have the password? :) I'm feeling the withdrawls! I'm going to end up with the DTs pretty soon.

from hermia7 :

Yeah, I think I'm getting used to it already. I was just shocked -- it's very different. And you can see how bland it always was, from that photo. By the way....Where are you Living??

from hulabelly :

Ha! Not sing, SIGN!!

from hulabelly :

Okay, your guestbook said I was leaving another message too fast, it wouldn't let me sing. What the Hell? If I wanna talk to you, I'm gonna talk to you! So what I was saying was, those fitting rooms with CURTAINS instead of DOORS are just asking for trouble. I always end up backing through the damn thing ASS first with some tiny shred of couture stuck over my head.

from hermia7 :

i just realized how negative that sounded -- not how I meant it!

from hermia7 :

more details? where on the UWS? sounds too good to be true, but i'm assumign they know someone who knows someone, which can soemtimes get you into one of these huge prewar places.

from caseydoll :

i'm not worthy :(

from hermia7 :

if I e-mail you, could I get one too?

from briddy-b :

Charlieann! If you read this, e-mail me at [email protected] for a pw. I can't seem to find a way to contact you. Your notes aren't set up, nor is your diary. I want to help you! XOXO Brids

from emmalola :

I have no idea who charlieann is. but I would like a password. I miss reading about your much more exciting life than mine.-lola

from hulabelly :

Brid, I don't have your email address. Can I have it? Please please please? I wanna request a password!

from charlieann :

AAAAHHHHH!!! I'm locked out, but I'm addicted to your diary, so this is a dreadful thing! Please, please can I have your ever-so-secret password? I promise not to sell it on e-bay! :)

from hermia7 :

you're locked up?

from hermia7 :

oh wow. a shoeshine kit??? i mean, honestly, who thought that was a good idea???

from sognidiamore :

hey girl! I almost called you the other night... one of those getting drunk by yourself episodes and I needed someone to talk to.. but it was 4am and I couldn't find your number! :) Email it to me again! On my way to update the diary then to an interview... will fill you in. XOX, DONNA

from obb :

Hah, but I totally heart denise austin. I had one of her goofy books a while back, and her ridiculous enthusiasm makes me bust a gut laughing.

from seanandjacob :

Read a map.

from obstinacy :

HAHAH! I love that the Tiny Texan was dead-on. Whenever it happens to me (and I need to get smarter and make it stop happening) it works like that, only I screw up again and I have yet to get past the "small victory and ass grabbing" part in the video game that is my life. Maybe if I keep reading your diary, you'll do something I'm not mature enough to think of yet. So go you!

from greschya :

Yeah, I know... BUT, my big bone to pick is that she "chooses to smoke." THAT's the one that gets me -- I choose to do a lot of things that others might not like, but to be unable, after 15 years and while pregnant, to admit that you're addicted -- gimme a break. And, after persephone's comment, I really felt compelled to just call her on it. Like throwing rocks at a beehive, I'm sure, but it's a fairly indefensible statement. I don't get too mouthy at digs, but I do feel really badly for how those that are desparate to have a baby must feel when it's treated so callously.

from ajax :

You just seem like you've done so much... so much that it seems eerie for you to just be 22. [Meaning: now I feel bad to have done so little at a month shy of 22. Thanks a lot. :) ]

from obb :

what a shithead! He needs to go back for HIS masters degree at the college of jackass-alonia, far, far away from you and other sane human beings, perhaps the 40-year program.

from curltwirler :

Have fun with your Christmas cards! Actually mine haven't gone out yet. Today...I promise! Arg, I'm a pretty bad procrastinator.

from caseydoll :

thank you! it sucks, but life goes on, you know? anyway, you are SO fucking spiderman! :) and i just wanted to say "When I�m close to you, I feel like I�m in heaven with the angels And the pretty flowers." Holy shit, those are the best poems EVER. I want my own pocket Moroccan.

from obb :

aw, everyone blushes. or anyway I do a lot, and it totally clashes with my freckles, like someone's trying to set a bag of chocolate chips on fire and it's just not a good look. but man, everyone thinks it's so CUTE and I need to punch them. This isn't as reassuring as I was trying for. Hee.

from i-roboctopus :

Oh my God briddy, that e-mail is hilarious!

from hulabelly :

Thanks for the heads up. I lost that whole stupid banner a while ago, and I can't get it back. I posted in Digs about it, looking for some help. I think I accidentally erased some code while screwing with my template. That's what I get for trying!

from fairlywell :

I used to be one, then things got busy and I stopped checking in. I've been reading your page on the sly, and cheering for you- also living vicariously, I suppose!

from deb-e-ne-ne :

Thanks :) My boss thinks I'm awesome, as does everyone else here in DC... It's the people in NYC that don't want me to make money and be happy because they're mean, stupid, and self-centered (ok, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit... maybe not) :) I'm going to look, but I'm not going to stress about it.

from sognidiamore :

hey miss briddy. What's the latest with DECK?

from sognidiamore :

Yea... I'm a f*cking idiot for being here as long as I've stayed. It says a lot... and I'm completely pissed off. I knew it would happen, but damn, this is my privacy... and the only place I can vent. I *really* don't want to lock my diary so I don't know what to do about that. Advice is welcome!!!!!!!

from caseydoll :

hey briddy. well i live in ghetto fabulous (except not so much fabulous) aurora and i go to school at metro downtown. your journal cracks me up. i am being way overly honest in mine, real names and details and all, but none of my friends know about it so . . . it's not like it's on the web for the whole world to see. oh wait. mysterious characters indeed: zach is this kid i've known since i was 16 who used to be really cool and has gradually developed into a psycho. wayne is my beautiful ex boyfriend who i want to elope with and have millions of babies with except that he apparently hates me and also that i don't really want a million babies. take care, i'll be reading, esp as i currently have no life of my own :)

from hulabelly :

Re: guestbook. Move em on over! I'll blabber on in there from now on! Hee! Re: Neka. Thanks for offering to shake kitty treats with me! I think she was locked in someone's garage or something, cuz she wasn't wet or dirty or cold. I am so glad she's back though!

from hulabelly :

Sucking fish! Suck suck suck! A tiny drunken sherpa! Literally, I can't get enough of you. I think I've left a hundred notes. If I wasn't so lazy, I could be stalking you! Hee!

from hulabelly :

I hear ya sister! Mine are affectionately known as, "The Ladies," by almost every man I know.

from hulabelly :

I am hooked on your diary already. I'm like a briddy junkie. No pressure. Ha!

from greschya :

So, is this the one you're keeping? Or are you getting a new one? And yeah, what freevah said. It can get slightly addictive, too.

from freevah :

Hey Brid - go to www.htmlgoodies.com for a start. They have great tutorials and things. I taught myself everything I know from them. Also check out webmonkey.com. Can't wait to read more! :)

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