- By Bridget Phetasy
- Published 09.15.09
- LAme

DAY 1 - MONDAY CONT.
As I drive Maggie’s mom-mobile to Slimy’s office, a single thought runs
through my mind: No matter what they say and what they offer, SAY NO
TO IT. At least for now. For now, I am unable to trust my own
judgment about anything. I lost my fuckin’ car. And clearly, I have
lost something else (other than my mind)--the right to make good,
capable decisions.
So here I am, driving to Century
City, all the while scanning the gray matter of my brain for the last
recollection of where my car might be. In between that and trying not
to psyche myself out, there wasn’t much time to pump myself up for a
pitch meeting. I am too humbled by my irresponsibility to get excited
about anything.