Dear Diary,

I finished a game today, my first. It's not the one I told you about before. I wish you had arms so you could play it. It's called "These automatic arms." But they're bad arms, not like the arms you would have if you had arms. Oh, diary, one day I will buy you prostheses and glue them to your frail, electronic pages.

Yours,
nobody.

p.s. - download it here: http://www.glorioustrainwrecks.com/node/3333