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Friday 10 September 1999

My shampoo smells of the vitamin drops they give to babies. I know this because I used to nick my cousins' vitamin drops cos they tasted so nice. It's either that, or a perfume I wore in my first year at University. Maybe they smell the same, can't figure it out.

Steve2 came over for diner last night, well he did come over to fix my computer, but my brother's got so much junk on it (demos and downloads) that he spent ages deleting stuff, but then discovered he didn't have the Windows 98 disk, so couldn't do anything with it. So Steve's nicked my computer.

Too busy. Will tell you bout it some other time.

Back again. Things got hecktic then. Dominic brought round this guy from America to see what it was we were doing. Apparently my job involves cracking the whip. Then there was panic about a book, but it's all settled down. I'm dying for the loo, but it's nearly 6pm and I figured I could wait till then and go get dressed to go do Dave's.

Anyway, Steve's sorting my computer and I'll be able to start typing up all the stuff I've ever written ever on it from next week. Talking of which, I was going through my books and stuff and found lots of old emails. Remind me not to read the stuff I've written to other people and them to me again!!

Steve and my parents seemed to get on alright. The conversation was our usual topics - Society and how it's gone downhill and arranged marriages - how can they do it? It was a good night overall.

Dave wont be riding a bike for a bit. He didn't do too good on his test, even though he was fine in his lessons - nerves or something probably, or just the need to continue in his renoundness for not passing first time. So no leathers for me yet!

I'm off to get changed to a tarty dress to wear to Dave's. Should be a good weekend.

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