4:49 p.m.
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10 March, 2004

I'm still at home... don't know how that happened. I have an essay on Existentialism & Camus to hand in tomorrow, but all I've done is read lots of books and write all over them in pencil. Should get on that, I suppose.

Watched Season One of the Osbournes on DVD, and decided that my own family was better. Or at least, scarily, more open with each other about everything. My dad is actually pretty like Ozzy, even kind of looks like him, or how he would look if he was a wash-out from Kent instead of a millionaire from Newcastle. I'll never forget his special advice to us on our sixteenth birthdays: He warned us that he had always had bad trips while on LSD, and maybe we should steer clear of it. Only maybe though. He's very disappointed with how I've turned out, you know.

Anyway, bored now... Yeah, I watched 'The Wish' episode last night. VampWillow is my hero