Can of worms? Pandora's box? Pity party?

Ya know that none of that happened after I spoke my mind these last two nights with my personal situation; and that my friends, is truly AMAZING! No world ended, no locusts destroyed the crops, nothing swallowed us up whole, and to me that is truly super duper AMAZING! I could go on, but you must have gotten the idea by now… no matter what we express in life as long as we don’t harm anyone else we are fine to discuss our true feelings, and oh, one more thing, make sure that you are not giving away any state secrets…let me think, yep, I’m good. The best part is after I did recall ‘my progressions’, many were not in an exact sequence and so even me who they happened to be about cannot remember, and so why be concerned; that is my motto. My online diary is for me and my family and all you voyeurs to look at if you so wish, but honestly, no one is twisting your arms, hmm? Too clean and rarely that entertaining, but I do try, the entertaining part, not the dirty part…, but you knew that, for that I am more than sure, for you are my brilliant audience… I aim to please many a night on here, but some night’s I do like to catalogue my reality for future access; perhaps when I am too dotty it will entertain the relatives? Moving on… The best part of reflecting on what has already come to pass is that one gets to know that no matter what, the next day, they are still whom they were the day before, ya know? And all of us will have to admit that has to be refreshing to the most critical of you who ascertain that all this is self serving, huh? Of course it is! Why else would I do something with no monetary windfall attached to it; except to see my words, while I still can, in PRINT! Oh most of you, ‘ART-TISTS’ feel that all art forms should be paid for, and I do agree, but dear sweet extraordinarily intelligent friends, listen carefully…THIS IS NOT ART! I am NO ANNE FRANK whose diary gave us all a glimpse of what it truly was like to be a Jew, in hiding, during the most horrendous genocide in history, the slaughtering of six million Jews and millions of others. My diary is CRAP … you see I call ‘em as I see ‘em. Who knows though if ever published in some electronic capacity, which in actuality this is, isn’t it? I know that it will still not possess any worthwhile characteristics, sadly, I am NOT afraid, since I left strict orders to NOT allow it unless offered a tidy six or seven digit bunch of numerals, and that’s not counting decimal points! Nothing that earth shattering did occur since each day is anew, a new one, yep that’s right, and I am still me…sadly. On that bit of trying hard to redeem those not so funny two nights of TMI, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and kindly ask you to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!