9/30/92
Dear Diary,
It's been three years since I killed Heather Chandler, and she isn't happy. Every year she makes a point to show up on that exact date just to remind me of what I've done. She's around at other times as well, visiting Janis, my 2 1/2 year old daughter. I'm lucky it's just Chandler who visits on her death date. If I had to deal with Kurt and Ram, it would officially mess me up. Still, they come and visit too, specifically to see Damien, my adopted son. At least they found clothes.

I guess I should explain my kids. Janis was born as a result of a lot of alcohol and my high school sweetheart, Jason Dean, JD for short. Damien, on the other hand, I adopted a couple weeks after having Janis. I know it was probably a poor decision, but when Heather and Martha went to go adopt a child and begged me to come with them, I knew I had to bring him home. I'm going to get a degree from a college when they start school. I know I could do it. I might have to move somewhere new though.

I wonder what JD would think right now. As expected, he's wrong about a lot of things. He said I'd marry a Lawyer. Dead wrong. I decided to raise them on my own. I just didn't trust relationships much anymore and I have the support of Heather and Martha, just in case.

You know the funniest thing? Ever since he died I expected him to be haunting me. But he's nowhere to be found. Heather is a bit disappointed after all, wanting to "give Jesse James a taste of his own medicine". I hope she doesn't mean drain cleaner. But so far my life is great.