12:30 a.m: Oh geez. This is so gross. Can't anyone get any sleep anymore? I'm about to ring the necks of the two little love birds next door. I mean it. This is frickin' sick.
12:37 a.m: I can use the word 'frickin'' if I want to, by the way! You would too, in the middle of the night.
12:45 a.m: Fine, I'll admit it. I'm lonely. Are you happy now?
12:47 a.m: Ugh, now Vegeta has come inside. He always slams the door so loud. I believe I have mentioned this before, but as long as it keeps annoying me (it will) I will continue to complain about it in here! I keep my door locked, by the way. I don't trust that beast. I continue to be furious with my mother over this whole ordeal.
12:51 a.m: I wish Goku was around...I'd feel a lot safer!
12:52 a.m: Gohan would be pretty good, too, actually. At this point, I'd feel better to have just a pit bull or a butter knife.
1:12 a.m: I was dozing off into a blissful sleep, tuning out the inconsiderate, revolting people next door, when I heard the door slam again. I watched out the window as Vegeta went over there. Whatever he said to them (or did to them? should I call the cops? and what will they do, restrain him? ha!) they are now quiet. I want to get down to the bottom of this.
1:35 a.m: There is no way I will be able to go back to sleep now! Here's what happened. I went stumbling into the hallway, and heard noises downstairs. I knew it was Vegeta, for I happen to know he is the only other person (?) who is awake so late/early. He looked at me really weird, like he was picturing me naked. The pig.
"What did you do to those people next door?" I demanded.
"Does it matter? They are silent now, aren't they?" he said smugly. Oh yuck. I did not want to be having this conversation, in the dark living room, with The Beast.
"Tell me, or else!" I spat.
"Or else what? You will call Kakoratto over here to 'beat me up'?" Pretty annoyed now, I stormed towards the door.
"I'll find out myself!" I proclaimed.
"Wearing that?" he said. Mortified, I looked down at my skimpy night gown.
"So what?" I growled. "Keep your eyes in your head, or I will 'beat you up' myself!" He looked so amused, I seriously wished I had a baseball bat that I could bash him with, though it would probably just shatter, and he'd howl with laughter. I whirled around again when he said, "I only scared them a bit. Nothing else." I wasn't sure if I believed him, but was too tired to care.
"You better not be lying," I warned, and went storming back to my room, where I could hear him snickering. He's such a dim witted ape. I hope he chokes on his next daily dose of nails.
10:03 a.m: Do not want to be at work today, but here I am! Ugh. Stupid next door neighbors, and stupid Vegeta. Oops.
10:10 a.m: Got phone call from stupid person wanting to talk to 'Laurie'. There are so many people who's tongues I'd love to rip out...!
10:15 a.m: Slow day today.
10:17 a.m: SIGH.
3:09 p.m: Oh no. Got home to see that someone had been in my office again! This is really starting to get on my nerves. I told mother that it was probably some malicious person who wants to steal all of my blueprints and formulas and files, but mother said that nobody would bother going to the trouble! How dare her!
5:10 p.m: Nightmare. I wish I had super powers. I wish there were some way that Goku could give me maybe a tiny bit of his, so I could zap at Vegeta for just one split second...! The look on his face would be worth everything. For, you see, it was HIM who has been messing around with my office! Why? I don't know. I didn't actually catch him, he TOLD me. Well, sort of...I was complaining about it to mother again, when he walked by, and he looked at me so...sneakily, is it? I just knew. I'm not just being paranoid. I was afraid when Vegeta moved in with us; now I'm ANNOYED. I never expected this!
8:28 p.m: I just watched "Casablanca" and now wish I were dead. I will die alone. Why not sooner then later? SIGH.
8:31 p.m: This is where someone is supposed to toss a love note through my window...
8:32 p.m: Or call me. Hello?
9:45 p.m: I feel better now. ChiChi came by, and complained about Goku so much, that I'm glad I'm not married, especially to some saiyan. She says he is always off sparring with Vegeta and training Gohan (which infuriates her). Ha. My life is perfect.
10:24 p.m: Tomorrow is Saturday. I aspire to have fun tomorrow, even if I have to get stinking drunk. I also plan on having a few words with The Beast...if I can manage it.