Dear Diary,
You thought I forgot about you huh? How could I ever miss this opportunity. There is only one day 69 and I just happened to get busy causing me to get at you a little later. No. Not that kind of busy. Though it would be nice. Nope, I worked out this morning. Weighed in. Then went to church and got a good message. M-E-S-S-A-G-E. Listen. I'm not sure where your head is but...Oh. Do you even know that book well enough for that? Yeah, its named Bushworld, but its about George Bush. Its a collection of articles Maureen Dowd wrote about his presidency. Which sucked by the way...Oh. Hey, have fun. Well at least after I'm done. I always come first. Remember that. I had a tough day. All kinds of temptation everywhere I went. Chili dogs. Big Macs. I really wanted some fried fish. I tried to get advice from TLO, but she didn't know what to tell me. Did she say what I wanted to hear or did she tell me the truth? I shouldn't have put her in that position. No, not that position dumba**. Plus it was only day 68. No, I couldn't just owe her one! What is your problem?!?! I ended up getting us some grilled fish, but I did get a side of catfish nuggets, which did nothing to fill my craving. I fell asleep yesterday after eating the fish. You son of a b***h. Thats not what I'm talking about. I'm just trying to say I ate well. Well except for that cookie. It was so good. Melting chocolate chips. Nuts. It was so warm. Killed it. I looked like the cookie monster when I was done. S**t all over my face. It was so good I grabbed a glass of water, because I didn't want the taste in my mouth. Stayed away from milk, cause I'm sure the way I was shaking from the excitement, it would have gone all down my chin. You know what. I can't do this anymore. You're nasty. Screw you, I'm out...Oh. You would like that huh? F*** you later, if not sooner. B***h.
PS. How can you keep doing that while I'm writing in you? Oh yeah, your father was the Kama Sutra. Hell, he'd be proud. You did learn something from him. Congrats. A**hole.
PSS. Speaking of a**holes, what do you call that move?
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