Dear Diary…
December 30, 2006
My ex-lover Natalie (you might have seen her in “Star Wars” or my fantasies) has changed so much since we last met. She used to be so nice and smelled like babies and dew drop sounds. Now it seems she has taken a darker path, now that we’ve broken up.
Her parents never really approved of her dating a non-white blogger with ethnic identity issues. It wasn’t because they were racist, it was because they felt that she too would succumb to the death grip of my fried fish. Stay strong Nat. We’ll always have the cabbage. We’ll always have the cabbage. (An inside joke we’ll cherish forever. Repeated purposely for maximum effect).
