Will you share three lines of your diary/ journal with me?

Question

I'm doing a brainstorming exercise for my own creative writing. I won't copy or repeat; i promise.

So far you guys ROCK! Meg, I peed my pants laughing at your entire entry! I feel it's only fair that I give your three lines from my own journal (for real, not making this up):

"My favorite part of the tirp so far as been Rome. Who knew I'd like it so much. In her book, UNDER THE TUSCAN SUN, Frances Mayes writes about how she feels the Italians know how to have more fun than we do. How True!"

Answer 1

Sure Dude! I LOVE sharing this stuff......... When I journal, I often write them in the format of a "Letter" to someone who would appreciate the situation or if it reminds me of someone. This way, some day - when I am gone - everyone in my family will have something written to THEM from me........Sometimes I just journal........... I also sometimes write letters to family members and seal them in envelopes, put them in my Box - but never send them. I keep those in a box for discovery when I am long gone as well - or for sh*ts and giggles when I get older and decide to open them...... I also have a box of all of those lil' notes I used to pass in class back when I was in HS. I even have the very first one I wrote to my first Love............ I am a writing freak..... One last thing. I love to write love letters to my hubby but he always forgets to put them in my little storage box (since I also want to save those too) SOooooo I bought a small journal just for him and I write my love letters to him in that. After he reads the letter, I just bookmark the next page for his next letter. (Just my anal little way of keeping it all organised..........)
Here is a funny entry I wrote a few months ago about someone. I hope you enjoy it. It's kinda borning - but I thought it was totally helarious...., then again - what else are Journals for??? LOL - I hope you like. Meg -
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Wednesday, December 6, 2006 10:32:08 PM

Oh - Please - someone shoot me!
So, Paul and I were cuddling on the couch to watch a movie.
Out of nowhere, he says he wants to check something on the internet.
I follow him up and after he "checks" whatever it was, he starts playing his favorite song (that he is well known for repetatively singing and performing out of tune on his guitar...)
So, by this time, I have already gone downstairs and shut everything off to head up to bed to watch TV and read a little................... I was thiking to myself. "Ok. I can handle him playing the music video over and over - at least it is in tune" Then, JUST as I settle into bed, Paul is two rooms down and breaks out the guitar....................
My blood was starting to boil as I desperately tried to think of some way to politely ask him not to force me to listen to his "concert" - but then I decided to do what I usually do (when I have the chance).... "Close the bedroom door - " Kinda my (nice) way of saying; "Hey, I am watching something - and your guitar is a little loud..."
But, NO SUCH LUCK - Now I KNOW FOR CERTAIN that Paul does it TOTALLY on purpose!!! He is blairing away on that guitar and I try to close the bedroom door as quietly as I can - and yet - JUST as I start to close it, it was like he sensed it and his volume got unbearably loud and I could tell he was trying to sing louder so I could hear.............
It was actually funny - because I was thinking the whole time (GOD I WISH I THE NEIGHBORS WOULD CALL THE COPS ON HIM FOR ALL THAT LOUD NOISE) But - Before I could close the door, he was on the other side of it - like a "Musical Rapist" LOL !!!!! I actually felt the same way someone feels when they are playing hide and go seek and they get busted........ I was totally irked but at the same time holding back a huge smirk......

So, I am thinking to myself "How the **** can you justify playing at my bedside Dude!?!?!? " Then he says; "Babe, I need your advice - I think I finally got that song down in the most perfect tone....... and I was like "Well, show me the note - not the entire song...." But then - he plays like 3 minutes to demonstrate the difference to me (as if I wasn't already looking forward to my next pap smear by the time he stopped.......) I felt this evil desire to burst out in tears and laughter as it got more and more rediculous, but I kept saying to myself "Dead dog - dead dog" to keep from laughing.......... See, that is my secret "Stop Laughing" code... When I feel the need to laugh inappropriately (like at a funeral or at church) I start saying to myself (in my head) "Dead dog, your doggy died" to try to stifle it........ But Dude, I think I wanted to laugh soooooooooooo bad that I was repeating "Grandma Died" by the time he relented...............

OMG, I think we need a pre-nup that says; "No unauthorized performances"........
I swear I am going to buy myself a cheap little Karaoke system one of these days and surprise his azz at 3am with my own rendition of "InaGaddaDavida" at the foot of the f---king bed!!!!

What would I do if I didn't have you to tell all of my wicked thoughts to...... I am so gonna go to hell for thinking "so mean"............
Anyway, I informed Paul that we should make a little "Studio" for him (in the Garage very soon............) He smiled like it was a kind idea, but all I could think was "That is the only place where I can't hear you repeat your F---ing songs like a Rainman in a bingo hall !!!!

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh -
I totally have the giggles right now because of this.
Geeze, ok ok - I am done laughing.

Talk to ya later....

"Dead Dog - doggy dead - dead dog.... Grandma got run over by a raindeer!!! "

If I ever start rocking myself and sucking my thumb in the corner of a room, you will know that I have heard that song one too many times!!!

Answer 2

"Life sucks. I don't know why everyone is so screwed up. Or is it me? Am I the one who is in outer space? How do I know I'm not crazy? Would I recognize if I were? Would I know that my mind is playing tricks? How can I be sure what I'm experiencing is real? Could it all be a delusion? Or an apparition?"

Answer 3

hear i go mind f u c k my friends cousin . im such a s l u t in my mind, i mind f u c k just about everyone i find good looking and interested in. damn, i wish i was a guy ,that way i could sleep with everything that walk and not get call names or feel bad, until then ill just mind f u c k everyone, even the lovely Lady's.

Answer 4

Who's pounding at my door at 6 in the morning? I wondered.

It was my neighbor, Bill, and I was so glad that he did wake me up, as I'd forgotten that we were going fishing with Tom and Jill.

It was a beautiful, cloud-free day, and already warm.

Answer 5

Monday it was back to work at Microboards, and it was a very important day. It was up to me and Liz to get five trade show shipments ready to go. A typical trade show shipment is five days of paperwork, packaging, and planning, so having five at once was fairly chaotic. But, we did it.

Answer 6

back in the late 80's...I used to steal half gallons of OLD CROW whiskey out of my dad's liquor cabinet...then drive into the Tenderloin and rob wetbacks for crack with a 9mm ! I've lived on the streets of Waikiki also....I could write volumes !!!!! cheers !

Answer 7

1st: Sh*t, i woke up again today, better go do something.
2nd: That crap I took reaks.
3rd: It's time to take a nap.

Answer 8

Today I woke up at 7AM.

I got dressed.

I ate breakfast.

Answer 9

I don't keep a journal or diary.

Answer 10

Today I write....