Dear Journal (The Diary Of An (Almost) Normal Dog.)

[ZombiePoodle]

Dear Bob,

I am on hold.
Beaver dam it.
I'm not even sure if it was Tyler on the other end. Okay, I'm pretty sure it was Tyler, but still...
Okay, he's back now. Is definately Tyler.
I will write what we talk, k?

Oh, shoot he is talking fast.
Hold on.

Okay--

So this is easier, Tyler talks, then me, then Tyler, then me. Okay...I thinks Bob's got it.

"Hey sorry bout that," (Tyler)
"Oh, no problemo, so what'd you call for?" (Me)
"I have a plan." (Tyler) (and so on)
"Oh, I love plans, what's it for?"
"Alex and Lulaby. So, something something someth--"
"Shut up for a second Tyler, I'm trying to write this down!"
"Oh, in you're dairy?"
"OMG, it's NOT a dairy."
"Alex said it was." Wuuuhh?
"Alex? How would he know?"
"Oh, uh. I'm not supposed to tell you. But he says you talk to it. Really Carmen, talk to it?"
"Shut up and tell m your brilliant plan."
"Fine--Oh, wait. I have to go, I'll tell you later, meet me at that icecream shop down on the corner--6:30 tonight!"
Then the line died.
Darnit.
I shall go meet my destiny though. At 6:30.
Must know what plan be's.
Is.
Whatever.
Let's see...Must go to see Tosha now.

~CAR

Dear Bob, on the same page,

Went and seen Tosha, she's a weirdo.
I went and knocked on the door, and she said like, "who's there?" So I decided to knock knock joke her.
"Alexa,"
She was like 'whaaaa?' "Alexa--who?"
"Alexa again to open this door!"
And she did.
"Oh, it's you."
"Yeah, me. Now, where's his number?"
"Who's number?"
"...Vance's,"
"Why do you need-"
"Uhhh, school project."
"Alright."
And she gave me a slip of paper. She's so easy to lie to.
I ate it.
"Hey!" She was like, trying to gag me.
"Hope you don't have it written anywhere else."
"What was that for!? You didn't even call him for you proj--"
"Knock knock," I whisper.
"Who's there?"
"Allied,"
"Allied who darnit!?"
"Allied to you, so sue me!"

I left after that.
I'm so going to get in trouble when mom get's hooome.

~CAR

Ahhhh can't thing of anything....This entry stinks, and took forever to write. But still...
^^

[booklover789]

No it doesn't! Now there's drama between Car and Tosha!

[143codysimpson♥]

Please write more! I was scrolling down the page reading the last entry will eating jellybeans (yes, delicious jellybeans that YOU can't have!) and when I finished it I almost like died because it was the last entry you wrote. So write more, please! >: D

[ZombiePoodle]

I will attempt to write more when I have time.
Eeeehh, I want jellybeans!!
UNFAIR.

[ZombiePoodle]

Dear idiot journal,

This is all your fault.
You made me do it. Yes you did, you conniving, back-stabbing stack of innocently clean papers.
WHO DO YOU WORK FOR!?

What? Yes I'm going crazy, I talk to a freaking journal for goodness sake!
And I'm grounded, not aloud to leave my room for the whole weekend unless it's something really important.

But I'll probably end up staying in here for the rest of my doggone (herher) life and the only way I'll get out is if I open the door!
Ohwait.
I'm supposed to be meeting Tyler in like, ten minutes.
How am I supposed to get out, jump through the window? I mean, yes, lot's of people have done that before, and it may be exciting, but only if I had a trampoline, maybe even a matress, unstead of a freaking concrete pool edge.
OhohohohWHY???
What have I ever done world!?
What have I, the magical Carmen of cheesecake, ever done to deserve THIS?
It's horrible!
I don't even have any cheesecake!

Oh hey, I still have a cell phone though!
Huh, parents are sooooo dumb sometimes.
Please do not let momma or dadda see this! Pwease pwease pwease!

Must dial Tyler's number.
Sadly, I don't think even he can get me out of my widdle time out.

~CARMEN OF EPICAL CHEESECAKES
Muhuhahahauha.
Ha.
(cough)


Ehhh, I'm failing.

[ZombiePoodle]

Dear Bob,

Okay.
I'm bored.
Want to play a game?
It's called OMG I'm talking to a freaking stack of megalomaniac papers.
My journal will rule the world.
Yes, and maybe the moon too.
Maybe...*strokes chin*
Hmmm...should I add an evil laugh to that sentence?
Anyways, my awesome creation of not-so-evilness shall rule the Earth and the Moon! Muhuhahaha!
Yeah, woot woot! Evil laugh of non-evilness.
I think we may even take over Mars, y'know, that big red ball? With the little aliens that will walk around waving flags that say:
Bob for evil master!
And
Vote for Bob, the one and only journal who can turn you into little green slaves!
Etc etc.
And I shall be my Bobbo's faithful servant! Bring him only the finest delacacies and richest wine!
Why did I write that? And since when does my journal drink wine? And demand food? Or drink and eat AT ALL???
Darn megalomaniac journals these days.
Am I right Bob?
Oh, sorry Bob.
Why yes Bob, of course I can get you a kitten
(I'm not going to get my journal a kitten...)
Why did I write that!?
I'm so sorry Boborino, I was only kidding!
Darn demanding journal you!
Why I oughta.
Yes, I oughta, but I will not.
I shall proceed with the utmost caution and bring my lovely journal all that he rightly and evily demands.
All hail Bob the Conqueror!
I'm sorry I may have spelled that wrong Bob Your Highness, I truely am.
I must go now sir, must call my friend.
Yes, I'm sure Tyler would love to be a megalomaniac journal's loyal servant, yes, I will ask him.
But he may have better other things he may need to do first.

~CAR
PS. omg journals can be so demanding! Rule Mars. Hump! I mean, the Earth, yes. The Moon, maybe, but MARS!?!?
Grrr.

Yay for crazyness!! Woot woot!
Blah.

[je ; t a i m e]

Hey! You're back! And you wrote more! Yay! I wrote more in Addi's diary journal too!

[ZombiePoodle]

Oh, I know, and it was hallarious!
Stalker bunnies.
Hehe. ^^

[je ; t a i m e]

I was so bored, I didn't have anything to wrote about, so I wrote about stalker bunnies! XD

[~Night and Darkness~]

lol