sunshine0221's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Famous! Famous!! I got pre-pre norminated for a Diarist.net award. Basically it means that at least one perceptive person, with superb taste in online journals, was amused when they read this entry on how my dream car sounds like a sexual aid . And whoever you are, thanks. I am trying not to let this go to my head. I mean, I didn't make the final cut or anything. But I am still feeling the urge to get an entourage. And have groupies. And hire people to write my journal for me because I am much too busy to do it myself now. I mean, I was PRE-NOMINATED. I need a new wardrobe, a stylist, a personal manager, agent, handlers, a full time masseuse, and a little button I can press whenever I need sushi. I want to have fabulous parties where everyone has a small dog in their purse, and there will be lots of air-kissing. Of course I will start dating way-too-young-for-me movie stars and musicians, and we�ll be followed by swarms of paparazzi wherever we go. Then there will be some kind of scandal, and I will give tearful interviews, and promise my fans that I will go into rehab and deal with my incapacitating substance abuse problems and chronic wardrobe malfunctions. And then I will have a stunning comeback, start writing my own journal entries again, and maybe even actually get nominated for a Diarist award. I just love a happy ending. P.S. A big huge *mwah* to Muffin . Go read her journal. Because I am famous and I told you to. 6:49 p.m. - February 22, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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