Deb's Diary

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Dear Diary, There is something weird going on with my mail. You already know from the TB letter problem that I don't check the mail as often as I should, so it probably doesn't surprise you that I am getting somebody else's mail and have been for quite a long time now - at least...
Dear Diary: I am really upset about something, and I want to take a stand. This Michael Vick guy has had me up at night, thinking about all the bad things I want to do to him (not like all the "bad" things I want to do to Jake Gylennhaal or anything, but like really bad things...
Dear Diary: My fight is so close now, that I can almost smell it. certainly feel it - right in the kisser. On Saturday, while I was sparring with this professional lady boxer, I got punched so hard, square in the face that I almost cried. And I'm not joking when I say this, I...
Dear Diary; There's something wrong with me. It's not the TB, not the almost drowning this weekend, or even that I'm always poor. Basically, I'm broken inside. I'm not complaining about not getting any dates or anything like that, because that's not the case. I went out with J-...
Dear Diary, I am broke. I'm not talking about "oh, I've got no money until payday" broke, or "can you lend me 60cents to get some pop tarts out of the vending machine" broke. No, I am what they call plain broke. I had a very trying year last year, and this was supposed to be my...
Dear Diary, Last night, I had what can only be called an amazing evening. I know it was a school night, and I've got a responsibility to my show not to not get too messed up but it was worth it. If I think about it, I'm not even sure that I want to tell anyone where I went as I...
Dear Diary, Last week I got asked out by a red head. Now I don't want to sound racialist, but I don't usually do that. I'm not saying that I've got anything against redheads - how can I? I work with and love like a brother, the Original Orange Teddy Bear, Jason Dick. But, being...
Dear Diary. The other day I was talking on the phone with my mum. As I live 3000 miles away from her, we usually talk once or twice a week and in great detail. I love my mum, she is very sweet and caring and a model mother - she even bakes her own bread. You know how mothers and...
Dear Diary, The other day, whist out on a date I noticed something that could possibly mean that my dating life is over. I was having a lovely time on that date, so the thought of no more dates really worried me. OK, here it is: I had just noticed a grey hair. Yes, I said a GREY...