Deb's Diary

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Dear Diary I’m not really into women’s magazines but the other day I was bored so I started flicking through my roommate’s Cosmo. God, those magazines are awful. Here are some of the headlines on the cover: “FLATTEN YOUR ABS IN FOUR EASY STEPS!” Yeah, sure. It’s that simple, no...
Dear Diary Yesterday as I was having a tinkle, I noticed something strange. No, it was nothing like that, you perverts. I was sitting there on the pot and I noticed that the label on my new jeans seemed a little larger than normal. So as I was scrutinizing it, and the usual...
Dear Diary I’m a bit of a creature of habit. I suppose we all are to a degree. And it’s not like I’m resistant to change, but I feel like I’ve got a good system in place, you know, for life, so why change it? However, I certainly don’t want to be one of those people who stick...
Dear Diary I hope that I’m not to grumpy on the show this morning, but I woke up in a bit of a mood. Was it lack of sleep? No. I slept like a rock. Bad dreams? No. Don’t remember anything. Bad day ahead of me? Nope. Going to Catz for an awesome workout then meeting up with my...
Dear Diary I feel like I have a rant of this nature about this time, every year. But as you know, my birthday is right around the corner, and world? I’ve got a bone to pick with you. You know, I say world, but more specifically I suppose I mean Jason Dick and Jesse from Weirdos...
Dear Diary Even though I’m single at the moment (or maybe because of it) this summer has been a lot of fun so far. I’ve taken some amazing trips, ridden the lake a lot, had a few ecstasy parties where all the boys take off their shirts (and sometimes their pants) and generally...
Dear Diary Today I’d like to talk to you about ethics. Social networking ethics to be precise. Now you guys know that I’m not particularly fond of social networking sites, but I use FB and Twitter frequently because I’m forced to. A lot of people I meet want to be friends on FB...
Dear Diary The other day I was attempting to tidy up my over flowing clothing situation. You know, sometimes you just let stuff get out of control, and all of a sudden you either can’t find anything that you want to wear, or you find yourself just wearing the same old thing...
Dear Diary I’m tired. I’m always tired. In fact, I sometimes worry that there’s something wrong with me because I’m always so tired. On Sunday, I basically laid on the couch all day, fighting sleep, so I decided to bed at 8:30pm. 8:30pm!!!! It wasn’t even dark yet! I still woke...