Tuesday, May 10, 2011

February 1988



Transcribed:

Today Sarah and Sara where not being nice to me so I came upstairs and Sara was hoging the Yamaha when I wanted to play it and they said I was a snob I thote they were the snobs and there reding


Notes: On more than one occasion I stop writing mid story...not sure what that is all about...Sadly we will never know how this story ends! Damn these suspenseful diary entries!

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