Feb 15, 9:43 p.m.
Oh GOOOD! Dave is at the house. He's talking to VATI! MY VATI! UGH! We're going shopping.
Wonderful. Must get dressed, must write later. God, Buddha, erm... WHOEVER just please help me!!!
9:45 p.m.
Oh, Robbie called after Dave left. I was jelloid and stupid and nipply. But there's no real surprise there. God,
Vati's calling. Well, I'm away laughing on a fast camel!
3:24 p.m.
Just returned. Let me just say this: MERDE! First, Dave took me to a small shop called "Knicker-Knacks".
A KNICKER store! Honestly! He held a pair up to my bottom. Yes. MY BIG RED BOTTY. He said,
"These'll fit," and bought them. Marvey. To make matters worse, we went to a coffee shop for lunch.
We were snogging and were up to a mix of eight and six (tongues while fondling, of course) when Jas
walked in. And of course, if Jas is somewhere, so is TOM! THE SEX GOD'S BROTHER! He looked at
me, shook his head and walked out. Mutti informed me that Jas called and was having a nervy b.
I should call back...but the phone is ringing.
3:25 p.m.
I informed Mutti her phone was ringing and she tutted at me. If I had a pound for every "tut" I ever heard,
I'd be a bloody millionaire.
3:34 p.m.
Triple MERDE-Y POOOOO! It was the Sex God. ROBBIE! Tom told him about me and Dave. Ok, I must
calm down. Think Yoga. Think...calm thought thingys. Ohm. Ohm. All right. So, I picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Georgia? It's Robbie."
"Nung. Erm, hi, um, Da- Robbie. Darobbie. Yes. Hahaha!" God, I was spastic.
"Um, Gee, Tom called and he said, well...," his voice was trailing off.
"Yes, I'm rather sick, speak up!" I hollered. "My bloody ear! I swear, I must have an odd infection.
I've been sleeping all day! Stupid ear."
"Yes, well, if you're sick it couldn't have been you...," he said, with a happy sort of sigh.
"Couldn't have been me what?" I asked. Haha, I can act as dim as Amazingly Dim Monica.
"Never mind, sweetie. I love you. And I've got a BIG surprise for you. Bye." He made a kissy noise and was
gone.
3:39 p.m.
Gah, I'm dead now. DEAD DEAD DEAD. Stupid Jas and Tom. At least Robbie believed me. I think.
Libby just waddled in.
"Libs, I'm sad. Would you give your big sister a huggy?" I asked.
She smiled and walked over. She was naked, of course. She grabbed my head.
"GINGER! BAD BOY!" then she gave me a kiss and a sharp smack on the bottom.
My BIG RED cosmic horn bottom.
Oh GOOOD! Dave is at the house. He's talking to VATI! MY VATI! UGH! We're going shopping.
Wonderful. Must get dressed, must write later. God, Buddha, erm... WHOEVER just please help me!!!
9:45 p.m.
Oh, Robbie called after Dave left. I was jelloid and stupid and nipply. But there's no real surprise there. God,
Vati's calling. Well, I'm away laughing on a fast camel!
3:24 p.m.
Just returned. Let me just say this: MERDE! First, Dave took me to a small shop called "Knicker-Knacks".
A KNICKER store! Honestly! He held a pair up to my bottom. Yes. MY BIG RED BOTTY. He said,
"These'll fit," and bought them. Marvey. To make matters worse, we went to a coffee shop for lunch.
We were snogging and were up to a mix of eight and six (tongues while fondling, of course) when Jas
walked in. And of course, if Jas is somewhere, so is TOM! THE SEX GOD'S BROTHER! He looked at
me, shook his head and walked out. Mutti informed me that Jas called and was having a nervy b.
I should call back...but the phone is ringing.
3:25 p.m.
I informed Mutti her phone was ringing and she tutted at me. If I had a pound for every "tut" I ever heard,
I'd be a bloody millionaire.
3:34 p.m.
Triple MERDE-Y POOOOO! It was the Sex God. ROBBIE! Tom told him about me and Dave. Ok, I must
calm down. Think Yoga. Think...calm thought thingys. Ohm. Ohm. All right. So, I picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Georgia? It's Robbie."
"Nung. Erm, hi, um, Da- Robbie. Darobbie. Yes. Hahaha!" God, I was spastic.
"Um, Gee, Tom called and he said, well...," his voice was trailing off.
"Yes, I'm rather sick, speak up!" I hollered. "My bloody ear! I swear, I must have an odd infection.
I've been sleeping all day! Stupid ear."
"Yes, well, if you're sick it couldn't have been you...," he said, with a happy sort of sigh.
"Couldn't have been me what?" I asked. Haha, I can act as dim as Amazingly Dim Monica.
"Never mind, sweetie. I love you. And I've got a BIG surprise for you. Bye." He made a kissy noise and was
gone.
3:39 p.m.
Gah, I'm dead now. DEAD DEAD DEAD. Stupid Jas and Tom. At least Robbie believed me. I think.
Libby just waddled in.
"Libs, I'm sad. Would you give your big sister a huggy?" I asked.
She smiled and walked over. She was naked, of course. She grabbed my head.
"GINGER! BAD BOY!" then she gave me a kiss and a sharp smack on the bottom.
My BIG RED cosmic horn bottom.