Dear Diary,
What have I done to myself, Ambrosia hates me. She is so grumpy and acted like she forgot my name, calling me Tootsie. Clem says it will be ok, I won't have to live with her. I would stomp my foot and say no if Clem wanted that. Now Arch seems nice but Ambrosia won't let him stay in the room with her. I bet he is glad for that.
I'm going to bed and pray that Ambrosia will be nice to me tomorrow.
From,
Trixie
Monday, January 19, 2009
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1 comment:
Trixie, just look her in the eye and smile really fake. Don't take that stuff from her. Poor Arch . . .
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