Deb's Diary

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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...
Dear Diary, The day is upon us. Possibly my most dreaded day of the year. It's Tax day. I have been worrying about my taxes ever since I came to the States. I am just useless with anything to do with adding large numbers, or small ones for that matter, and it fills me with...
Dear Diary... A few weeks ago I told you that I had started taking my dog Blue out for a run while I rode my bike. It’s been especially handy while I’ve been ill and unable to run. He seems to love it and I can let him go a lot faster on the bike than on foot. Anyway, if you...
Dear Diary. Every now and then I do something really stupid. I'm not talking about inadvertantly falling for married guys or risking my entire future with a job in radio, no. I'm talking really stupid. This story probably equals me hitchhiking in the wilderness when I was in...