Thursday, January 30, 2003
It’s Ian’s birthday this weekend.
I won’t write what I got him here. I know that he says he doesn’t read my diary, and I trust him. But maybe someone we both know reads it and might accidentally let it slip.
I doubt that would happen either, but wouldn’t all involved feel silly if it did?
Okay, you got me. I got nothing to write today.
I won’t write what I got him here. I know that he says he doesn’t read my diary, and I trust him. But maybe someone we both know reads it and might accidentally let it slip.
I doubt that would happen either, but wouldn’t all involved feel silly if it did?
Okay, you got me. I got nothing to write today.