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Played HOM3 with Nat, Chris and Sara today. It rocked muchly. Also played some Halo with Chris - first time we've played since... well, since I got a job, I think. We're most of the way through the coop campaign on Heroic, now. Just Legendary to go... *wince*

Ate fartoomuch sugar today. Was feeling fine until I got home. Now am having stomach pains. Man, I'm stoopid. Duuuuuuh...

I have a mysterious thing I want to work on tomorrow. Don't want to tell you what it is though, in case I'm toodamnlazy to finish it. That way no one will ever know of my failure... That and I like keeping secrets. Mwahaha.

Ew. Sugar pains.

Bed now. Nat, Sara and I were going to go to the market tomorrow, but we've cancelled it. This means I get to see my dad tomorrow! I'm so happeee!

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So, that writing survey. If nothing else, this forces me to work out in my own mind what I have on the backburner.
( snibbled from Buhfly, who nicked it from Sandra... )

Dad came back today. My family did not wake me to go to the airport with them. This was possibly a good thing, as I did not go to bed until 4am. Dad brought me back a watch from America; a big, shiny silver watch, not a girly, wussy watch. This is the third watch my parents have given me, and seeing it is neither partly pink, nor has Minnie Mouse on it, it will probably also be the first watch that hasn't ended up belonging to my mother.

I have finished the peanut butter m&ms my parents brought back. This makes me sad.

I accomplished nothing today, as I rather expected. I never do on weekends. I have far too much to do, so my brain goes into overload and does none of it. I played some Monkey Island 3, HOMM3, and watched the first episode of Daria (the Esteemsters) again.

Nys showed me her personal essay for English, to get me to fix it up. It was about Leigh, the boy next door with cystic fibrosis and her relationship to him. He died four years ago, when he was about 12. He was like a cousin to us, I guess. We weren't that close, but we were closer to hiim than we would be to any of our own blood cousins. We grew up with him and his brothers. I was always rather fond of him, in a sort of distant way. I regret we didn't spend all that much time together, but we didn't have enormous amounts of things in common. I miss him. I'd managed to shut Leigh away in a small part of my brain and forget him. Not have an emotional reaction anymore. Nyssa's story brought it all back, just as writing this does. I told Nyssa that I thought her story was good, but she should probably get the reaction of one of her friends; someone who wasn't directly affected by the story.

Well, I've just gone and depressed myself. I should be getting ready for bed.


... shit.