—-to imagine Angus reading my diary!!!! I mean. Seriously. It feels WEIRD!! I try and imagine his FACE as hes reading my words. Did he laugh? Grimmace? Spit his tea out of his mouth from laughter? What did he wonder? Did he read it while in the shitter? Where does he keep it? Beside his bed? On his coffee table? Did he toss it into the trash? Ahhh hell i have no damn clue. All i know is it feels strange knowing he KNOWS me!