Saturday, November 27th

4:39 am

Woke up to Libby screaming. Apparently, I was suffocating Scuba Diving Barbie. Libby has gone back to sleep and is chewing on one of Barbie's oxygen tanks. Besides that, all is normal in the communal sleeping quarters of Georgia Nicolson - my bed has been made into a toy chest, Angus is sleeping on my feet and I therefore can't feel them, and... Eurg! I think Libby has wet herself.

4:45 am

Dragged Libby out of bed. Turned out she didn't wet herself... I have the painters in. Buddha help us.

12:00 pm

Once I woke up and finished the normal prerec-a-whatsits you have to do before you can go out (putting on lippy, of course, included), I decided to go out for a bit of fresh air. It was a bit chilly, but all in all a very nice day. Threw rocks at Jas' window to get her to come outside. She looked out and snapped shut the drapes.

Jas has been a bit skirty around me ever since I pretended I was a lesbian. She seems to think I was leading her on... which I was. But I don't see why she's taken offence! After all, I led Dave the L. on for quite a while, and she didn't find anything wrong with that.

In the kitchen

3:02 pm

Mutti and Vatti have called a "family meeting", a simple torture device they use to try and twist me to their evil ways.

It seems they want to go for a walk in the park since it's such "a beautiful day", as Mutti said. Then Vatti added, "Anyway, you shouldn't mope around in your bloody bedroom all day." I informed them that there was a slight chill in the air, and I didn't want to catch pneumonia. I have very delicate health, after all. A bit of screaming went on after that, but I couldn't concentrate on what my Vatti was going on about when that little fuzzy caterpillar like thing over his lip kept bouncing up and down.

After he had turned himself blue with some pointless little rant, Vatti sat there huffing like a huffing beasty-type thing. I told him he should look in the mirror because he obviously hadn't showered properly and there was a growth on his chin. He nearly popped like that blue girl in "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory", but I whisked my self away before he could go off again.

In my bedroom, hiding from my so-called parents

3:10

Luckily, the parental-units decided that they would go for a run around the block without me. They seemed to think I was being grumpy and boring. Why wouldn't I want to go on a mad run with a fat bloke and a crazy woman with a bigger chest than me? I mean, what a treat I was missing out on!

Rang Jas, remembering that her caller ID was broken, and she would have to pick up.

"Hey, Jas, old mate!"

"Georgia? What do you want?"

"Well, I was wondering if you might want to go for a walk in the park with me...?" It really was a lovely day, but I could let my so-called parents know that I agreed with them.

"How do I know you won't jump me and rape me?"

Honestly. Anyway, with my strange magnetic bassomas, she might be the one to jump me.

"I promise I won't rape you, Jas."

"Really? Because if you're still searching for your gender, I don't want to get in the way."

I hit my head against the wall... hard. Oww...

"Jas, it was a joke."

"No, no, I saw what you wrote about Miss. Stamp and..."

She really is thick. I let her natter for a bit, but when I couldn't feel my ear anymore...

"Jas?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut. Up."

"Bu... but-"

"No, no, no! Shut. Up. Jas."

"Fine."

There was silence on the line.

"Jas?"

"What? I'm trying to shut up!"

Sacredam. "Good bye, Jas." I hung up and went to get some ice for my head. Why do I even try? It's a proven fact that Jas has no brain. Come on, now - she talks about produce.

4:20 pm

I went into the bathroom and had quite a fright. My eyebrows must have grown three meters! It looks like I've got a small animal sleeping on my forehead - kind of the opposite of my vatti. I've got some major plucking to do.

Where did I put Mutti's pluckers again?

4:50 pm

Libby had them. She was plucking out Angus' fur! Why does he let her do anything she wants to him? Yesterday, I took "his" toy (my socks) before he was finished savaging it, and he nearly ripped my arm off!

Anyway, I confiscated the pluckers and gave Libby Mutti's lingerie to play with.

A/N: Sorry - again - for the short chapter. More coming... maybe soon? ^_^ Review, daaaah-lings, review!