Dear Diary,
It's me, Clu again. I haven't written in a while, have I? Sorry. I've been busy. Busy watching Carey score with Fiona. He asked her out! Can you believe it? I can, and I am DISGUSTED. She accepted, too! They've gone on a few dates. I hate Carey! Oh, by the way, at the hotel we stopped at a few days ago Mrs. P was looking for her muse. There was this irritating plumber there who kept bugging her. She came up with this great song, though, and it was great. Here's the chorus:
Now I'm thinking about tomorrow,
slamming the door on days gone by,
saying hello to the sunny skies,
Now I'm thinking about tomorrow,
slamming the door on days gone by,
leaving my troubles, saying goodbye
It's really great. She's amazing with music, and so is Annie. I think Annie's going to become a great singer when she gets older (not that she isn't now) just like Molly. I've never really thought about her before. She's actually kind of cute... ...but I can't fall for her. I like Fiona Phillips, not Annie Thalen.