entry 1 june 9 1914

last week i drank with this girl amandine; she's just a friend; and i spent the night with her, first with food, then we killed a fifth of belvedeer together, and its been a couple of days, and our conversation has jarringly transitioned from unrestrained intimacy to timed strategic telegrams that frustrate the shit out of me. It takes ten minutes to walk to her place, and she sends me telegrams. what is this rubbish.

For 99 years and seven months ago, they sure had similar problems. The sentence structure is nice; at least, I can imagine it verbally in my head. The slang is a little too present-day for so long ago, even if this is a possible satire?

Get leonard267 to write it. He can't speak in modern colloquialisms but 1914 should be manageable.

The past week was spent with this marvellous lass called Amanda who is an acquaintance that I had the fortune to make. I had spent many hours with her well into the night, feasting and going on midnight romps in the wilderness, gun in hand to hunt down some game.

However, after the passing of a few days, our lovely and intimate nights together withered into the drudgery of exchanging telegrams notwithstanding the close distance between our residences. What a bother!

Yoohan, I am working on parodying your entry. Done parodies for 6 entries so far. Xenon can tell you where they are.