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Some perv in Germany is paying A LOT of scratch for Anna Nicole’s diaries. No offense, but I can’t see those being too lengthy. She didn’t strike me as crazy introspective or anything.
TMZ has learned that in an eBay auction, a businessman from Hamburg, Germany just dropped $512,500 on two handwritten diaries, penned by Anna Nicole between 1992 and 1994.
According to the seller, Thomas Riccio of Universal Rarities, the winner is “a huge fan” of the former Playboy Playmate, but wishes to remain anonymous. The German outbid fans from all over the world, including the United States, England and even the Bahamas.
Did Howard K. Stern’s leech ass put those up? Probs. Here’s an excerpt from what this guy purchased:
Jan 12: I so tired today. I took one of them red pills. SO TIRED. That guy who mows the lawn is cute.
Mar 3: My mother tried calling me today, I called her a FAT BITCH and told her that I never ever ever wanted to talk to her AGAIN. I feel like Twinkies.
Apr 22: drunk again, tequila shooters, PARTY! Howard keeps trying to touch me and i say no no no, he likes my boobies
Aug 5: (little hearts drawn around a sketch of a puppy)
Nov 16: (pizza stain)
Dec 1: Drugs! Santa’s coming! You beeter act nise! Santa Claws is comin ta town! Whooo! I put the tree up!
Penny | March 23, 2007 at 11:34 am
Who the hell is that guy in the background of their “wedding” photo? He looks thrilled to be a part of their happy union.
marie | March 23, 2007 at 11:43 am
That’s her bodyguard. You know, they all have that serious look. He was at her funeral. May she rest in peace.
Jinxy McDeath | March 23, 2007 at 11:59 am
Hahahhahahaha! Funniest diary ever! Santa Claws… bwahahahahahaha! You are one funny man J.Harvey.
Lookwhaticando | March 23, 2007 at 12:11 pm
R.I.P
S | March 23, 2007 at 12:47 pm
Um, maybe I’m having a blonde moment, but you made up those diary entries, right? I would normally say, ‘of course that’s a joke’, but this is Anna Nicole we’re talking about.
Tonysgirl | March 23, 2007 at 3:29 pm
ROFLMAO….That is way tooo funny
Yes, it is made up, ummmm I think…lol
Bodyguard or not, he could have dressed for the occasion, but ohh well.
MarcusMan | March 23, 2007 at 9:09 pm
Nov 16: (pizza stain)
This is brilliant and funny writing.
Can’t help but love a man with wit, Mr./Miss J. Harvey. You gave me the best laugh of the day, (so far).
I met her, 1994, at the premier of Robert Altman’s “Pre~t-ta~-porter”. (Don’t know why she
was there, working the press-line, inside Neiman’s, which they used for the backdrop of the party.) She certainly wasn’t in the film. And long after the stars of the film, had left the
press line, to the party, she remained. This may have been, the happiest time in her life.
(Married to J. Marshall, who was still ALIVE, just
off of her campaign for: GUESS, Playmate of the month and year, were still in recent memory, and she had yet to meet the creep; Howard K. Stern.)
She had no entourage at all. Now, I’m not one to read “aura’s” but; as she was the last to leave
the press line, there was a desperate, pathetic, dark sadness all about her. But, it made you look twice. One could see the train wreck coming from that many years ago. Thirteen years later, the headlines all made sense to me. And I figured she couldn’t be happier with her empty celebrity and her lack of any real contribution to any of the Art’s. (With the exception of some beautiful photographs.) An empty beauty, I’ll grant you that. But, the girl used what (and who) she had. And she took, getting attention with no discernable talent to: an Art Form.
In a hundred years:
Nov 16: (pizza stain) will say it all.
Thank you again for the cleverness, with which you
write. You always manage to make me laugh.
Darian Zam | March 25, 2007 at 8:15 am
Ha! Again, PJ Harvey is Brilliant. Oh, and in the background, I’m sure that is Pouff Doody,or whatever he calls himself this year.
Paula | March 26, 2007 at 11:17 am
These pariahs are sickening… Absolutely no respect for her. They treated her like a joke when she was alive, and now they are just evil self-serving vultures picking the bones. The prime example of this is her “partner” Howard K. Stern, who showed his true coulors when he taped her with clown make-up on, made fun of her then released PRIVATE moments HE filmed to the highest bidder. Capitalizing on her fame in even in death, before the body was cold. He is a calculating waste of what amounts to a steaming lump of human feces.