February 6, 2005 9:47am

Dear Diary,

Oh my life.. my life..
16 pounds even... hmmm?
Today I ate ALL of my food.. didn't have to sneak some over to Cleedus or Winston... No modeling contract looming over my head.. Don't know where this appetite comes from.. but I better watch my girlish figure... I'm hoping the boys upstairs wake up and take me to the beach... Cause this place is startin to look like a dump! I feel like peeeing on the new leather sofa.. Well.. maybe I'll walk upstairs and bark.. yeah.. that's what I'll do... Outta my way Winston.. move over Cleedus.. Girl's got a mission! Until my next entry.. toodles.
—M

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