June 21, 2010

Dearest Diary,

It appears that my motivation extends into the early morning hours. I have for several days now been observant of the sort of things I have dined on and today was a day of a rather vigourous sort of recreation. No matter how painful such activity can be in its lingering hours, I am devoted to the sport and intend to repeat it soon. I am exceedingly grateful for the friend who is journeying alongside me. At the journey's end I fully expect a waiting husband. Perhaps it is the wrong sort of attitude with which to approach the topic, but I am nevertheless hopeful of that precise consequence.

Unfortunately there is still much for me to accomplish this evening. I must bid you goodnight that I might retire before dawn. Until tomorrow...