11:13 p.m.
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20 February, 2004

After the display of drama, I went down to my Aliens lecture, which was on paraphilia, by the way. Nothing like an hour of paedophilia, zoophilia, necrophilia, flashers, gold showers, frotteurism and peeping toms to put a bad mark into perspective.

I went downstairs to the lecture theatre and a bunch of people were there, plus Julia. And I went up to her to wail about how miserable I was and these people rushed up and gave me a group hug... It was cheesy, but actually really touching. And Asha, who I've been soooo mean to, made me a little card. And they've promised to proofread my next essay. I love my friends.

Woke up this morning to find Nat standing in my room... Wasn't sure I was properly awake at first :-)For some reason I just stared at her and then turned over. I obviously wasn't properly awake.

I'm home now, brought a whole bunch of stuff back with me. I figured that I might as well get ahead of the move back. My stepdad picked me up and we spent a gorgeous hour in complete silence. I wish I had jet-powered rocket pants. That would be sooooo cool, but completely irrelevant.

I am obsessed with 'Hotel Yorba' by the White Stripes. I keep playing it over and over. My family may kill me before this week is through, which would be handy, because I get the feeling that boredom is going to be problem soon.

I wish I could sing like Janis Joplin. I'm sorry about the randomness, but that's kind of the way I'm thinking right now. Ooh, I know, I'm going to make up a fantasy band. That's a guy thing, isn't it, making up fantasy things. When I was a kid, Chris, Richard, Ben and me just to make up fantasy movies, football teams, bands, gangs... God, I think I've even still got some of the lists. Boy, we were geeks. Anyway, in my fantasy band, I would have:

-Janis on vocals

-Jimi on lead guitar (of course)

-John Lennon on rhythm guitar

-Brian Wilson (pre-mental meltdown) on piano

-Elvis on vocals (he and Janis would have to work it out)

-Dave Grohl on drums. (Keith Moon would have been too destructive and Ringo... well, just sucked.)

-Brody, Courtney, Tairrie B, Jessicka, George Harrison and Grace Slick on back-up

-Jack White on bass.

Tim Buckley would open for them and Eddie could compere. And maybe I would be the only person to buy the album, but who cares. Maybe Jeff Buckley and Jim Morrison could have been guest stars or something... or roadies. What a fucking cool band that would have been. Paul McCartney wouldn't have even been allowed within 200 miles of the show on pain of death. And I could have done a Thatcher and just shot him anyway and then claimed later that he was there.

I hate that guy.