“I hope you’re able to raise a bunch of money for the walk. I donated $10 and I wish it could be more but I’m in debt up to my eyeballs. I’m giving this donation in the memory of Scott Richards. He was a very talented and wonderful man I was good friends with back…

New Entry. I’ll get up early; you get your credit card. Together we make a bold statement, and one that could potentially help millions.

My friend Erin sent me this. I think it’s a warning. I don’t recall ever driving her anywhere, but she somehow knows my driver-side behavior.

I spelled both of Sofia Coppola’s names incorrectly in my last entry. Maybe I should spellcheck every once in a while.

I’m not going to JournalCon. I do not get to go to Austin and have fun with people I know. I don’t get to drink with reckless abandon and sing Karaoke too loudly and watch Allison give me that look she gives me when I’ve done something I should be ashamed of. The look is…

I used to work with a girl back in Austin who was an intern/temp for a few months. She got engaged and asked me to be a bridesmaid. A long time ago I wrote an entry about how the girl had moved away and I didn’t think I was her bridesmaid anymore, and then driving…

Jessica forced me to read Life of Pi, and I pretended that it was a survival manual, as if one day I might end up on a raft with a tiger. Therefore turtle shells being handy is information I need, Dan. I did stop reading Generation X with only one chapter left to go. I…

Because the fabulous Kim Reed is patient, she suggested a way to fix that problem many of you are having where the text disappears and then shoots way over to the right, or basically looks wonky depending on the browser you’re using. She suggested I convert the site to tables, which I think I’ve done.…

New entry, per my sister’s request. For more information on being a frustrated screenwriter, but one who doesn’t have to put the word “aspiring” before that, see stee‘s recent entry about “attrition”.

Christine says very nice things about my book. I gave a copy to my gyno at my annual last week (as she did inspire the ending of the novel), and as I waited for her to come into the office, I flipped through the pages, wondering if any girl would end up reading that scene…