This, too, is in [YHWH]'s diary!
This is in [YHWH]'s diary. . .
Hey!
Hi!
Hello!
Hei!
Groeten! (I think that is right. . .)
Yo!
The above are greetings (as if you couldn't have guessed that yourself). Anyway, I am greeting no one in particular, just the collective, "you."
More, more, more, more words being pointlessly written. . .
. . . And death came and swiftly lifted the spirits of the newly dead to the next World. . .
The above statement has absolutely no meaning what so ever. I could have just said, "What for and king the sat with wrong left," and it would have more purpose! Sheesh. . . Um. . . Well. . . Yeah. . .
A hair on a hare jumped down my throat yesterday. I forgot to put that in my diary, so I am putting it in todat. . . Does anyone even read this anyway? Well, even if they don't, there is the (albeit small) possibility that someone in the very distant future will find my writings and think I was some sort of philosopher of my time. Well, that whole theory is based precariously on the thought that people in the future will have the same logic as we do today. . .
Haba-gaba! That doesn't mean anything yet. . . It might not ever mean anything, but who really cares? I don't even think anyone reads this. . .
I haven't written in my diary in two days. . . I think. . .
Wabble to gotu gerb.
(That means: Wabble to gotu gerb.)
To waste your time, I have decided to write a little bit more.
I was just eaten by a pig named Herman. . . Wow, that seemed almost random! Hm. . .
Well, I am writing because I feel this strange obligation to write in here now. I wonder why. . .
Upon reading my last entry, I realized that people who just decided to pop in and read my diary might be a little confused. Well, in all honesty, I don't know what it means either. . . So, um, yeah. . . I guess that clears things up. . . A little. . . I. . . Think. . .
If. . .
The following is not meant to be read by anybody:
Hey! I said you AREN'T supposed to read this! You fool! You are reading it right now! For that I will cabbaraskintio
If you are reading this, you are either very bored, very nosey or both. . .
Hey, hello, how do ya do?
Today was rainy. . . I love rain. . .
Another day, another dollar. Well, not really, but. . . Um. . .
*Runs away*
I haven't written in a while. . . Well, technically that is no longer true, as this is being written and when you read this you will see the date and think, "That kid Noah is a vociferous liar, he just wrote something". . .
Geeze, I haven't written here in a while.... Well, now i have... Um.... Hey! I won the auction at [The Black Widow]'s member-house! Whoohooo! lol... um.... that is what has happened... well, more than just that.... but, I can't remember......