Dear diary,
Today, I saw the fattest fucking stray cat take a shit behind the residence dumpster on my way to work. It was the stankiest shit I'd ever laid eyes on, like chocolate fondue regurgitated twice, frozen over, and now melting. We locked eyes. After it finished, it looked away, strutting off with the grace of a Disney Princess, its belly wobbling like nobody's business.
I aspire to have such confidence.