The Diary Project

A very nice person gave me a diary for Christmas. This isn't your normal diary with blank pages... this one has options. The very first page, which isn't attached, is enclosed here. I'm going to try to fill it out and upload a scan/pic of each page as I do, and then try to relate what's on the page to what's going on in my life at the time. Here's the first pic:

Let's see how this relates. Of the first options, I chose a) like dollars because the other two didn't fit as well. I actually do like marzipan, and I am no longer a farmer, though I once was. Like many, I'm at a low point in my financial history, so some dollars would be nice right about now.

What I might need right now: I have to admit to feeling some guilt for not choosing 1. Giving blood is a wonderful thing, and I wish everyone did it. I fell out of the habit after being rejected three times in a row, but it's been a long time since I tried. I should get off my ass and do that. I don't like jokes, don't see the point of window shopping, need a relationship far more than a fling, don't have money for an auction, don't have a garden, can deal with dust, and there are too many fragrances here as it is. A group activity is always nice, but I think I'd like a majestic crest, even though they could simply be referring to a large-size of toothpaste.

At least I get to relax now.

I don't know how to play the piano, and though I often use my imagination, I think taking charge best applies to me. If there's no one driving the bus, I'm going to do it. This doesn't always serve me well, but I don't have the trust or patience to sit idly by.

The last paragraph seems awfully astrological, though I agree with most of it. Heck, I agree with all of it. At least I certainly hope that my constitution is stronger than I thought. I think I'm going to need "Old Ironsides" to get through these next few weeks. 

Thanks for reading; more soon.