Part 2
The Very Secret Diary of Morgan Le Fay, Part III
Day 1
These are times that try evil enchantress's souls. Marriage on the rocks:
husband has left me, gone all gaga over "Look at Poncy Me With My Shiny
Sword" Arthur. Withered old geezer still pouting over my attempt to
kill him in his sleep (son = tattle-tale fink!). My greatest Evil Plans re:
scabbard and sword proved discouraging failures. Am struggling with gender
and sexuality issues. Begin therapy today.
Day 2
Therapist says must get in touch w/ inner child. Am having therapist
beheaded. Begin with new therapist tomorrow.
Day 3
New therapist says I'm okay, he's okay. Actually "okay" stretching
it a bit for him. Was merely adequate. Did not know about sword-polishing
trick, and afterwards wanted to cuddle and talk about our relationship. Am
having therapist beheaded. Begin with new therapist tomorrow.
Day 4
New therapist says I am ahead of my time. Say I am strong passionate
artistic soul tragically under-appreciated by society. Says I am too
much woman for most men, they are afraid of my power and run away to worship
from afar. Says slinky dramatic black frock looks so glamorous on me,
no wonder I turned to evil.
I know!! It's as if he can read my mind, understands me so well. Have
scheduled slew of appointments.
Day 5
Turning over new leaf. With therapist's help, will channel creative
energies toward the healing arts. Therapist says I am a nurturer and
a giver. So true! Therapist is brilliant and perceptive man. Plus
I look v. cute in tarty little nurse gown. Have ordered large
stock of leeches.
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