Welcome To My Flaming Pink Padded Boudoir

Well hello duckies! Little Blogger here.

This, if you haven't already noticed, is The Diary Room. I don't know why it's called The Diary Room, because realistically I don't expect any of you to actually keep a diary going in here. Plus, some of you seem to be doing a similiar kind of blow-by-blow thing on the main page already, so there wouldn't exactly be a great deal of worth achieved by doing the same in here now would there?

So what is this place for, I hear you ask.

Good question.


Hmm.



Well apart from looking fabulous, and being the interweb projection of my personality for everybody to swim about in (backstroke...yes please!), I would ask every last one of you to feel completely free to use this petite pink vessel as a haven of sorts from the house, and as somewhere for you to be able to let rip, vent spleen, spew forth bile (yes Peter, that means you), or smite your vengeance upon your newly acquired nemeses.

Go on, you know you want to. It'll feel so much better if you just let it all out.

But don't go too overboard please, there are children watching. And old ladies (yes Peter, that means you).

And remember, Little Blogger is here for you at all times, day or night, come sleet or snow, in good times and bad times, for richer and for poorer, til death us do part, blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda...