Dear Diary...
So you might be wondering just why I have a diary. Well, because it's fun, and it lets me keep interesting tidbits inside ya so I don't forget!
The reason I bring this up is because I had discovered that I lost my original diary... thankfully E. Gadd managed to use his time machine to help me keep all the notes I had originally wrote, so I can put them in here. But on a weird note, I'm sort of happy this happened, since now I have a fresh new canvas I can use! Hopefully nobody minds... if they read this, that is. Which they won't. Because you're for my eyes alone, you silly diary!
Which brings me to today... Peach and Daisy nearly tried to convince me to go to the city with them. At first it wouldn't seem bad, until I discovered that they wanted to have a farting contest. While drunk. I have no problems farting, in fact I love doing it now, but I wouldn't really want to try it drunk... or attempt anything drunk. I've seen the effects from watching Peach and Daisy drink off their butts, so I'll just stay out of that little venture.
On a related note... Dry Bowser and Birdo are still on vacation. I wonder when I'm gonna be able to see them again. Hopefully soon, I don't think I can wait long enough. Anyway, that's all for now... hopefully more exciting things happen this week. Ooh! I just felt my stomach growl! Time for sweets!