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Sunday, August 28, 2005

woke up today to the sound of my mum shouting. we have to seal this place up. stupid bugs are coming in. this was due to her finding 1 cockroach in her bedroom and having emptied half a can of baygon, managed to kill it (with enough baygon to kill an entire colonyof the little critters). anyway she made me seal all of the windows up with a cloth netting and using masking tape to tape it to the walls. im now living in a house totally protected from bugs! but also a house that is totally protected from any form of ventilation at all. nutcase! i swear shes totally obsessed. this reminds me of my uncle who uses masking tape for everything. including keeping his house together. one time a section of his roof caved in and he literally pasted it back with masking tape. and his new mercedes car was mauled by his kids and the handle of one of the doors came off. so he just taped it back. back of television remotes, bookshelfs, refirgerator, toilet sink, you name it and he taped it. what a bunch of retards i have as family members.

im watching home run and i feel like punching the small kid on the bad guys side. hes so frickin annoying.

i havent studied all weekend. im fucked.

James Barr at 5:42 AM

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