Kelley and I were looking to see when some books we were interested in were to come out. But we found this instead.
posted by Bridget @ 10:38 AM
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well my parents just left and I had a good time with them. They just saw my house for the first time and liked it. That always makes me happy. They also got to see our new car and Nathan's new workplace. Oh, and our house is clean. I hadn't seen the resort yet. It's really nice. I may have to spend a weekend there sometime. I'm getting the hang of the way our new car shifts. I really like it. I'm kinda sleepy. Nathan's training at the resort now, so I might just lay down for a bit. We'll have to drag Kelley and Chris over there at some point. (: My thought's don't seem to work anymore, so g'night!
posted by Bridget @ 11:19 AM
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last night I so crashed before I meant to. That rocks that you're getting to know the joys of a standard :o) have fun with that
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Hey, I didn't know they'd gone up to visit you! Sounds like they had a good time. And hooray for new cars with stick shift!
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I didn't know you could drive a stick. You're in rare company. I don't think many people know how anymore.
Name: Bridget
Home: Lafayette (:, Louisiana, United States
I'm 20-something and freshly out of college. My degree was in psychology and my job has very little to do with it, but it's not bad. My husband and I are still kinda newlyweds, just trying to get our footing in an uncertain world. We're both dreamers with very little direction, so wish us luck.
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Yeah, I called your cell last night about 9:30 or 10pm (I think).
Its very distressing because I don't think he can finish the series in 4 years. What will I do?
Uh, I called your cell because I saw this online. I left a message about it.
I just realized that I stopped telling the tale one sentence into it. I told you this distresses me.
Poor man. I have never heard of the blood disease that he wrote about, though I shall now look into it. However, no blood disease is ever a comfortable thing to endure, especially one which is fatal.
However...
Well, bloody damn. I bloody, flaming knew it. Every flaming time a truly good author comes along and begins a long series, he bloody well dies. Frigg.
I think God hates literary series.
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