This is the topic I wanted to use: Write an entry in your journal as if you were suddenly possessed by Marn's sensibilities, personality, her quirky way of looking at and capturing the world. If Marn took over your psyche, fell smack dab into the middle of your life, how would she write about your day on May 22, 2001?

However, I'm really, really terrible at taking on someone else's voice. That (and constantly being ineligible due to poor academic performance) is why I never did very well in Drama. I'd act my heart out. I loved it. I just wasn't very good at it.

So here's what I think Marn would think of my life if she happened into it.

This woman's priorities are all upside down. She takes advantage of her city's recycling program, but she uses and throws away paper plates and plastic cups every day! She has a nasty habit of eating fruit right out of the carton without washing it. It's loaded with chemicals! And that dog has simply got to go. What a yippy, hyper, annoying little thing that is. Zubby would have a heart attack or two if she came anywhere near this animal.

She lives in Texas, which is much too close to the equator for my blood. I can't believe how hot it gets down here! And according to them, it's not really summer until you hit at least 98 degrees. This city is so . . . barren. A few nice things here and there. Some beautiful parks. But even Naomi has a perfectly good flower bed going to waste - slowly being taken over by bermuda grass and oak seedlings. I need to escape back to the wilderness now.