Please stop being so hot. And the Scottish accent just slays me every night, Monday through Friday. Why did you have to get married again, and why wasn't it to me?
Also, what the FUCK was with that song that you lip-synched last night? I absolutely loved it and I'm convinced that you are my soulmate.
No, I'm not going to stalk you. No, I will not send you locks of my hair, or videos of me professing my undying love, or anything of the sort. But I would seriously like to bone you.
Wait, was that out loud? And can girls effectively "bone" guys without the proper equipment? Did I just use a sexist phrase from Rush Limbaugh? Damn.
Anyway.
This diary is nothing but crap, except that I will look forward to your witty, cute, clever ways in 25 minutes and I am totally bored until then.
Love and Hugs,
Shiz
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UPDATE: thebluecrayon found last night's video. Woot!