August 10, 2008.
Dear Diary,
For exactly two months I have rationed our overseas journey's precious provisions with utmost care. They would have lasted longer if not for a ravenous beast in my midst who consumed a small portion. The beast's subsequent comment that it "preferred the Hershey bar they gave us in Sacrament meeting on Father's Day" disgusted me, and I threw it a Symphony of equal weight in order to appease its inferior appetite.
Today marks a grievous day: only one piece of Swiss chocolate remains. My survival is precarious.
Sunday, August 10
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