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Jun 01, 2009 14:08

This morning me and my Ma went to a Mexican supermarket and I bought amusing tack for people... the kind that appears to be a weird cultural mix of Catholic and Voodoo. I bought myself some 'Holy Death' oil to put in my burner. It's got a little picture of the grim reaper on the bottle. The man at the check-out said he liked my hair. I like when people like my hair, makes me feel talented or something.

Still no word of my blood results from the doctor. I need to know so I can know whether I can go home tomorrow or not. I really miss everyone, it's only been about 2 1/2 weeks or so. I'm a right wimp.

My Ma's decided that I'm coming here for Christmas, because she 'can't be bothered' coming home to Aberdeen for it. Not sure I want to spend Christmas here really. Plenty time to make up an excuse not to come though, mean as that sounds.

Wimp is a great word. I do not use it enough.
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