Wednesday, 2 December 1998

2 December 1998

I'm doing the whole festive season depression thing. Life sucks. I'm being made to babysit for atleast two and a half hours a day, unpaid. I'm really hating my mother. The fact she's shagging the boarder doesn't improve my opinion of her at all. I kind of hope she picks up something nasty and dies, slowly and painfully.
Though I got a bit of a cheer up today, a friend of mine, Rachel, stopped by with a big pottle of alcoholic ice cream. Mmmmmmmm, ice cream.
Well, I'm too grumpy to write much more, so buh-bye.
I did get real mail today though, even if it was a bulk sent photocopied Christmas letter, from Fangurl. She sent me my first christmas card of the year with it too. The funny thing is that I sent her a letter the day before, so they kinda pasted on the way.

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