A modern gentleman keeps a journal that he should probably never flip back through.
Rereading one of mine from five years ago, I discovered I must have been sad:
I could only commit suicide during the months the United States observes standard time because if I died during Daylight Savings Time, I’ve been cheated of an hour I won’t get back until October … Although I could kill myself year-round in Arizona, where Daylight Savings Time isn’t observed.
But I was also funnier:
I’m planning to pitch a show called Dino Docs that features surgeries performed on and by dinosaurs.
And a lot of my entries were bits of dialogue among a group of people, which is a bit strange.