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Post by Eleanor on Jan 13, 2008 15:46:52 GMT -5
Dear Diary,
Barely escaped the flames of hell, thanks to Mr. T neglecting to take anger management courses. Sold my soul to survive so that I could see my daughter, which was actually a bit of a joke on the devil, since I was bound for hell anyway.
Toby has apparantly become a very attractive vampire. After he threatened to rape and murder me for my betrayal, we had some of the best sex I've had in a long time. I may have found myself a new partner!
I wonder if I could get him to shave his head...
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Post by Eleanor on Jan 13, 2008 21:22:33 GMT -5
Dear Diary,
Found my daughter!!!!! Pretty redhead with her father's eyes.
And she's being lusted after by Turpin. I have a horrible feeling this is karma...
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 13, 2008 20:31:23 GMT -5
Dear sweet lord...
1. Toby is dead. He died saving me on the battlefield. Poor thing.
2. I'm getting married to an unbelievable handsome Machiavellian social climber named Steerpike.
All thoughts of Sweeney are officially gone.
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 16, 2008 18:57:45 GMT -5
All would be well if a certain creepy king didn't keep perving on me and getting into scuffles with Steerpike.
Somewhere, Lucy Barker is laughing at me.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 9, 2008 14:40:46 GMT -5
Um.
How do I put this?
I'm Queen of Lorien. Yeah. Suck on that, Sweeney.
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Post by Eleanor on Apr 28, 2008 21:07:03 GMT -5
Dear Diary,
I have a daughter! Little Eva, the sweetest thing on earth...
On the downside, it appears everyone is trying to kill me. Nothing new there.
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