July 2
Dear Diary,
I can't believe it, I just can't! I want him. I really do. That scrawny, anorexic, skeleton of a "faithful handyman," as Frank would put it. But how? It's just so...so...elch! And what would Magenta do if she found out? Found out what? That I have the hotts for her brother-of-a-lover? Well, so what. It's not like I've done anything.
Ah! What am I saying! I don't want him! He's as emotionally disturbed as Frank, only not nearly as good looking. I need help! I have to get away! I
Dear Diary,
Sorry about the interruption, but Frank had an urge. He came knocking on my door, and who am I to refuse? What was I talking about before? Oh, never mind, I'm too exhausted to write anymore tonight.
I can't believe it, I just can't! I want him. I really do. That scrawny, anorexic, skeleton of a "faithful handyman," as Frank would put it. But how? It's just so...so...elch! And what would Magenta do if she found out? Found out what? That I have the hotts for her brother-of-a-lover? Well, so what. It's not like I've done anything.
Ah! What am I saying! I don't want him! He's as emotionally disturbed as Frank, only not nearly as good looking. I need help! I have to get away! I
Dear Diary,
Sorry about the interruption, but Frank had an urge. He came knocking on my door, and who am I to refuse? What was I talking about before? Oh, never mind, I'm too exhausted to write anymore tonight.