Transcription pt. 2

I have come to realize that it is quite fun to sit upright in my bed, crosslegged, at three in the morning scribbling in a language that cannot be English. So maybe a more accurate title for this is "Translation" not "Transcription."
This makes me really wish I'd payed more attention in Spanish class. Or at least studied more. Which I doubt I'll do, but it's the thought that counts. Anyway, on to the transwhateveryouwannacallit.
"Day 2 Bobless
Ok, so the gods are against my writing career. I wrote a beautiful story today and my computer spazzed just as I clicked the update button.
It was my masterpiece (although Warm and Beautiful, aka the story where the guy died and the chick went crazy or Beware My Love, aka the story with the chick who hated everything but did it anyway and cheated on her husband can take that title. Whatever.) but it's lost now. Sigh. This entry may be shorter than the previous one given the fact that I want to sleep. And I hate to read TFA. Seens my capitalization's getting better, which is good. Handwriting = atrocious, however. I miss Bob and I miss my darling one. Le sigh. TFA's bloody horrible (ed.'s note, did I just say BLOODY HORRIBLE? egad.). HATE. Ok, gonna call it quits for now. See you soon.
Ivyette @ 2:49 AM "

Pointless but as yet seemingly important entry.

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