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illegitimate diary Dear Diaryland Diary, Whenever I look at the word "Diaryland" I think it's "Dairyland," and then I wonder why there aren't pictures of cows around here, but then I remember that it's not "Dairyland" and it's really "Diaryland" and there doesn't need to be pictures of cows. Whenever I see the word "warehouse" I think it's "whorehouse." Poor Diaryland Diary, I've neglected you so much. But you know what? You were just a whim, just a one-night stand, really. I never wanted you. I didn't want the responsibility of keeping up a diary. I already have a legitimate web page, and I don't have enough time to take care of you the way you should be. Maybe I should give you up for adoption. Maybe I should kill you tonight and bury you out in the garden. Love, kelsi
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