dear whole different feeling diary,
it really is a whole different landscape knowing that little motherfucker cant erase what ive written. he cant chop down my trees while i sleep. he cant pull up my flowers. he cant rip thru my sandcastles. hahahahaha. man i am sittin on top of the world right about now. cherry cheese i got new keys. i feel like i could stay up all night long and do this. but i wont. people are prolly on the phone now with their local mental health professional hotlines, "uh yes, we have a new whack job on ebloggerdotcom, we think its a he saying its a she and its lost its mind." is this eblogger? or just blogger? where am i? i like it here. its super quiet. all the tools up yonder- shit- i ain't used half of them yet. oh yeah its been like Christmas around here tonight. i love that mr link guy. he didn't think i was serious either. called me sassy- im not sassy, i just say what im thinking. ive never blogged before. i don't even know if im doing it right. i don't even care. but it will go in to the bigger version somewhere i am sure. in the mr link chapter- if nowhere else.
