Mad Girl
Dear X. I have started you, my electronic journal, as X nr 17 has died.
With X17 gone, I have no one left to talk to but you. Having an electronic X that records whenever I speak might be a good idea now that I have chosen a new path in life. They say that keeping narcissistic records is one of the necessities of the job.
But I digress. I have created you, my dear X so I can inform you of my great decision. I will become the best evil scientist there ever was! I will dominate the world! People will bow down to my greatness! I will become immortal and rule forever!
But first I might need a plan…