Dear Journal,

Quick entry today. I saw Roy practicing for a ballet today. Hahahahahahahahaha! Um, ok, so I bet he was paid a lot of coins for something, but it was funny, and he was wearing tights! Hahahahahaha! I'm not not a fan of ballet, but I'm going to find out when the performance is and attend, and I'll make like Roy and film it. I won't sell it, I'll just watch it.

I'm hyper today!

Dear Journal,

This morning I spent several hours studying a hunk of cheese. It used to be blechy white cheese, but now it's hairy green cheese, just the way I like it. However, I noticed that the cheese seemed to be moving. Not a lot, but I'm not really used to eating mobile food. Well, one time I ate an eel, and it was still wiggling, but I was told that it might. I never saw my cheese move before, and I don't think it should. I was going to go ask Clawdia if it was safe to eat, but I suddenly got a hunger attack and I gobbled it up without thinking. It was delicious and I feel fine, but I hear a strange voice yelling at me from within my stomach.

Dear Journal,

I saw Wendy this morning before she had all her make-up and stuff on. Oh DAD, did she look awful! I can't imagine why, but her face was all wrinkled and saggy. Without her hairbow on, she was very apparently bald... I mean, her head was all shiny! Her shell couldn't quite be said to be red. And something was stinking; I hope it was her feet and not me or something else disgusting like that.

I've never been fond of Wendy taking hours in the bathroom to "make herself pretty". In fact, I think the entire female race spends too much time and money on that kind of thing. However, seeing Wendy this morning knocked some sense into me. Obviously females are horrible nightmarish creatures, but at least the terror can be quelled a bit when they put on some make-up.

I will never again try to make Wendy hurry up when she's in the bathroom.

Dear Journal,

A funny thing happened to me today. I was bored this morning, so I turned on the TV and was flipping channels. I was going real fast, and some servant said that I shouldn't because it was bad for my ideas, but I said I didn't care because all I was doing was watching TV, not looking at it. But that's not the strange part. The strange part happened when the TV suddenly exploded. I was surprised because I thought explosions could only happen in Ludwig's lab, and I wasn't anywhere near there. So I made a discovery today, only I'm not sure what it is. Maybe it'll come to me as my thought for tomorrow.

Dear Journal,

You know what really makes me mad? Well of course not, you parchment. What makes me really mad is flowers. Yes, flowers! I plant them, and then they never leave from that spot. I go bouncy bouncy bouncy, and they just go growy growy growy, and how fun is that? They're impossible to please; they never crack a smile, but every winter sure as taxes they wither up and die on you, Then spring comes, and they act like nothing has happened! They're worse than Koopa females, I tell ya!

Thanks for listening.

Dear Journal,

I received a scare this past weekend. Tripod, the server that has hosted Lemmy's Land the past two years, malfunctioned. In the end it turned out that they had deleted my site my accident. Tripod restored it and everything was fine. But during the downtime some nasty rumors went around, and I feared for my site, enough so to start moving to another account.

I didn't mind so much that my site had supposedly been deleted. Every one of my files in on my own computer, so once I found a new server I could get everything back to normal in just a few hours. What scared me was that I had no really good way to tell my tourists that I had to move. Usually when someone moves their site they leave a note on their original main page. I couldn't do that because my account had been deleted. I feared losing my wonderful tourists forever.

Now that I have been given a second chance I am going to take special precautions. I now have an emergency page, and I am going to post the URL to it on my main page. The emergency page will not be on Tripod, so the odds of it being down when Tripod is are very slim. The next time Tripod goes down, be it for an hour or a week, I'll still be able to hang onto my tourists because they'll be able to migrate to the emergency page. Of course they will have either memorized or bookmarked that page.

The emergency URL, so I don't forget, is http://lemmykoopa.50megs.com/lkmain.html. Now Lemmy's Land will truly be prepared for any disaster. Let them come!

 Dear Journal,

How come I always end up doing work like this on April Fools Day? I should be out all day pulling pranks. I mean, I did pull this one today. Morton was watching TV, and suddenly the guy on it addressed Morton by name, told Morton what he had had for dinner last night, and threatened him. Morton was spooked by my rigging of the television.

But that doesn't change the fact that I could pull more pranks if I wasn't working. So this will be a note to myself to not do any work whatsoever on April Fools Day. Unless that work will help me pull off a trick, of course.

Dear Journal,

Yesterday I took a bad will tour through Vanilla Dome, trying to earn additional support for the Koopa Troop. What a waste of time! I was surrounded by the same bunch of followers I already have; as far as I can tell I didn't gain anyone new. Everyone in this land is fixed on their believes, whether it be to help the Koopas or to side with the princess. I cut out of the trip early because it was going nowhere... if I ever do it again, I'll lead a surprise attack using the supporters gathered. Otherwise, the next one will probably be even more wasteful.

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