March the 18th.
Dearest Diary, my only friend,
Today I shed my robes and whipped myself harshly...IT FELT SO DIRTY! I did it for the master! In the wind today, I called his name but the air bit me with frost in response. I found a power cord, so kinky. I liked to be called Nymbus by my Poseidon but I tell him TOUCH ME...AND I'LL SCRAM!!! But when I actually did scram, the people did not accept the compulsion of Christ. Things to tend to like diminishing OPUS DEI!
I lie in the darkness until we meet again,
King Triton and his humble servant Poseidon