Dear Diary
Dear diary,
Today I purchased a DVD-player at the rediculous price of € 55! Imagine my excitement when I got home and had it play some groovy Sade! I think later this evening, I may well be putting on some Norah Jones — call me eccentric! Life’s treating me well, dear diary. Catch up with you soon.
Yours,
Barry
January 5th, 2005 at 8:19 pm »
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January 5th, 2005 at 9:11 pm »
Uhh, Sade! Me, too! Sade, Sade!!!! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade! Sade!
January 6th, 2005 at 10:04 am »
Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Marquis de! Ouch!! Steady on! that smarted a bit.