First, let me say that this has been in the works for some time.
I wanted to entertain you people, but all this crafting of sentences and thinking up words and coming up with turns of phrases is FAR TOO exhausting, when I could be getting paid hundreds of thousands of dollars giving speeches about what it would be like if I were writing this diary... or SOME OTHER DIARY... like a BIGGER DIARY... like, a FRONT PAGE DIARY, which I'll have much more time to think about since I won't be writing this diary which I'm currently resigning from... in a month.
The other reason I have to resign this diary is because I did not get caught fucking a women in Buenos Aries.
See, had I been caught doing THAT I'd have had to have STAY WRITING this diary, because no one would really want me to be writing this diary and when no one wants you writing a diary... then you must write it.
But because I did not do that (nor get caught wearing a diaper or be found in a bathroom stall soliciting a blow job nor be forced to admit having an affair because of a blackmail scheme) I am allowed to walk out on this diary (that less than six month ago I swore was the only diary I wanted to write), because its the right thing for the good people who are currently reading and commenting in this diary.
Also, it might be prudent to resign from this diary if people were getting wearisome of this diary or if they were starting to realize that I had NOTHING TO SAY in this diary or thaaat I cewd not not string too kohearant ideas together while also tieping and breething in this diary, but that IS ABSOLUTELY NOT THE REASON I'M RESIGNING FROM THIS DIARY!
Nor am I resigning from this diary for ethical reasons, like the possibility that I hired State Troopers to copy this diary word for word from THIS DIARY HERE, which may look very similar to the diary I'm currently resigning from, but is totally different, for reasons I'll tell you once I resign this diary.
No, I am like the point guard whose job is to throw strikes thus enabling this diary to get the full seven points for a field goal when my racket hits your xistera!
See, I have VERY GOOD reasons for quitting giving up cutting and running resigning.
(giggle giggle)
Its because people are looking NORTH for good diaries!
(smirk)
So, good day, sirs.
(toss back of hair, position body at 45 degree angle, while winking)
Good day!
PS: I'm not crazy. Really, I'm not.