3 Oct 2013
Just Call Me Sally Pepys.
I’ve already established that I like to re-read old journals, though I inevitably run across some information that gives me goosebumps or makes me nauseous. However, this entry only made me laugh:
August 16, 1997
This felt tip rules. I bought it yesterday in Tupelo at Office Max. I just told [boyfriend] that I was going to draw on his butt with this pen while he’s sleeping. If I get away with it, I get to draw on his butt once a month forever. If he catches me, he gets to write on my butt.
Fin
October 6th, 2013 at 1:05 pm
Did you get away with it? Are you still writing on [boyfriend’s] butt once a month? Your public deserves to know!
October 7th, 2013 at 6:25 pm
Yes, followup posts needed. What did you write / draw that first time? Did he move while you were drawing? Did you get caught?
October 9th, 2013 at 1:41 pm
I’m sorry to report that I did not update my journal to reflect what happened next, nor do I remember. Damn me!
October 10th, 2013 at 12:49 pm
I’m trying to imagine [boyfriend’s] reaction: perhaps a dig into the Heidi stash cache.