I'm just an animal looking for a home

Journal Entry

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Note:  The only changes to this entry are minor corrections to grammar, punctuation, formatting, and spelling.  I’ve also removed any last names which appeared.

Diary,

I called Sabrina yesterday, but she wasn’t home so I haven’t talked to her since Friday.  I need to know if she really likes me.  Damn.  Oh, I saw Courtney B. walking down the street today.  Damn is she fine!!  I would love to make love to her.  I must call Sabrina soon.

I dug a trench in my backyard and made it into Fort Jethro, first fort in New Nebraska >Bing< Land.  It is about 2 feet deep and 5 feet long.  I am starting a tunnel complex.

I mailed reams of letters off so I can get mail.

Note: “We Built This City On Rock ‘N Roll” by Starship (I think) is awesome.

Recently the stamp price increased to 29 cents for letters and 19 cents for postcards.  It sucks.  I need money. I think I love Sabrina.  I am going to learn how to really drive soon.  I think I’m losing weight.  Not sure, though.  There need to be more parties.  Sabrina is now my confidant.  I told her all about Susan and the beach house with Amanda.  Amanda, I remember that crush I had on her.  Damn, it seemed like love at the time.  Not anymore, though.  The war in the Middle East is over.  I am nearly half way through this notebook, diary.  How awesome.  Well, gotta go.  Bye.

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Author: mitcharf

vegan, curmudgeon, animal lover, feminist, agnostic, cat whisperer, bookworm, hermit, Red Sox fan, Cthulhu enthusiast, softball player, man-about-town

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