Found some papers

I always thought it sounded like a lot of fun to write a diary. So now that a nice big wad of blank paper has fallen into my lap (literally fell. Don't ask), then I think I'll actually try to do so.

So, hi, diary. Nice 'ta meet ya.

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... No, I can't talk to a friggin' paper. I may be a fool, but I'm used to talking to people. So I think I'll write to Elbahn instead.

Ahem.

Hi Elbahn, God of luck and Chaos. I hope you don't mind me writing you, but I sure have talked to you a lot over the years so I thought I might just as well write ya too. Feel free to ignore me if you want - I mean, you must be terribly busy, being a god and all, to listen to a wee little fool like me. Don't worry, I'm used to people not listening to me, not even I would be silly enough to expect gods to pay me any more heed than mortal folk.

So, um, I guess that's it for the moment. Have a nice 'un.