No. 19

Oh diary, sometimes I feel like I'm leaving you behind.  Life has been such a hurdle lately, if not an inconvenience altogether.  I've been working with a top designer on making a gown out of champagne, and we've hit a snag, so to speak.  You know, sometimes I'm a little bit jealous of people in comas, just think of all the things that they never have to worry about.

Well, here's one for the books.  When I was nineteen I had an affair with a Mexican dwarf, albeit a very short one.

By the way diary, I'm heading down to Jamaica next week.  Time to brush up on my Rastafarian accent, I suppose.  Oh, how time dwindles.