Dear Diary,
Unfortunately, my brother doesn't have an mute button. He kept talking and talking for some insane reason. But thankfully I didn't tune him out-even though I totally wanted to do so because that barmy git informed me that he was going to try and blackmail me! I was so blummineck! How bonkers is that!! I was so utterly and completely gobsmacked!! He's been planning on kidnapping me for a month! I would never have agreed to come along if that's what he was up to!
Thankfully, he has even smarts to give me my own flat though. I'm not sure what I'd do if he was going to take me back to the shack.
When we arrived, he escorted me to a bloody side door. I know the cameras missed me as much as I missed them. All the way to the bloody flat, he kept saying that he was chuffed to bits how I agreed to come here with him. I wanted to tell him to shut up but I was shattered. All I wanted is to get up to my flat, lay on the bed and finally go to sleep. I can't sleep in planes because all the bumps take me up. So why bother trying to sleep if I get woken up all the bloody time??
I was able to go right to sleep and slept forever. I haven't slept that well in a long time.
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