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Went shopping on Oxford Street with my mum, my brother and my brother's friend. A surprisingly sane ordeal really. My Converse were falling apart so I bought new ones (I was very flattered when the woman in the shop commented on my rainbow shoelaces). My bother and said brother's friend went to their funny Warhammer store to buy funny over-priced Warhammer stuff. Fortunately, I did not have to enter. And theeen I went and bought the Foo Fighters' album. And I came home and my mp3 player had arrived! The bad thing is that the instruction manual is hopelessly cryptic and doesn't actually tell you how to work it. I shall have to figure it out for myself. And finally, in case I forget to say, on New Year's Eve I'm off to Corfe for four days. I shall be back on the 3rd. I'm not sure about whether or not there is a computer there. Actually, I'm praying that it will snow.