AUIEG** Diary - Day 11

Dear Diary:

Still no sign.

But, oooooh! and I mad!!! Why? Because certain people, responding to my recent thoughts about the benefits that Dreamy B's powerful wings would bring once The One had delivered him, said that......Unicorns have no wings!

You bastards!

You think you can define a unicorn? You think you can just stand there and say, "Oh, based on my dead white male understanding of things, your unicorn can't be the way you want it to be!" You are So. Full. Of. Yourselves. Maybe you should try looking in a mirror and asking just who really isn't capable of being what they want to be. Maybe you should take just a little time to understand: My Unicorn can be whatever I want it to be! Jeez! Next you'll be assuming you can define a "marriage"! Or what constitutes "human life"! Or such retro ideas as "good" and "evil"!

Puh-lease!

Also, dear Diary, more to the point: My Unicorn will be whatever The ONE wants it to be!!! If The One wants my Unicorn to have wings, then so shall it be. If The One wants my Unicorn to have a lemon colored mane, then so shall it be. If The ONE wants my Unicorn to have both deep sea capacity and intergalactic hyperdrive, then by golly, MY UNICORN IS GOING TO HAVE DEEP SEA CAPACITY AND INTERGALACTIC HYPERDRIVE!!!!

Get it?

So, dear Diary, I'm recording a message to all those fools who think they know better: Get over yourselves! Embrace The One!! LEAVE DREAMY B ALONE!!!!!!!

Yours,

Robbo

(**A Unicorn In Every Garage)