Wednesday, February 18, 2009

February 18th

Dear Diary,

Dilford. His name is Dilford Johnson.
Yes, he is charming.
Yes, he is handsome.
Yes, he has a sense of humor.
Yes, he is absolutely vile.

Another day has passed. Charlotte seems to be only two steps away from enthralled with this new man. What is to be done? I tell you, Diary, anyone, what is to be done??? I must be his end, but by what means? The butterflies are of little comfort, and offer no collaboration. I feel as if I am all alone! Can't anyone think of a way, some possible way to whisk away the attention of the stunning beauty before me?

Anxiously yours,
Colin J. Horriburt

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