Diary excerpt, 12-4-96.

March 12th, 2006

… How am I supposed to get a date with Christine Hoffman, supermodel #1; the one that looks like Nora Wilde? What am I thinking? I’d have to like, put a grenade or a pipe bomb in Chuck’s boot or some shit.

I better remember to ring Dad to see if he has a tumour or not. Maybe I should drop in. Maybe on the way, I should call in on big Mel and shake some sense into her! Remind her that Craig is not the man of her dreams! And then I can go over to Adam’s (give him that letter yet to be written) and tell Pru that forkboy from Smithy’s hates flowers and that he hates Maccas and that he fuckin grotesquely hates Smashers. I think I am going nuts. I played Dark Forces fucken all day today, altho I did stop to attempt to change the light bulb in mum’s room, with ZERO success. This pen has fucken shit itself.



One comment to “Diary excerpt, 12-4-96.”

  1. lol, pipe bomb