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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Thursday 24 July 2003 (Day View)

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24.07.2003 – Thursday 24 July

Day

• Dad, Mum and I drove into town and had lunch at the Mad Cow Café with Vince and Sarah. It was very filling and enjoyable. We then did some shopping and drove home.

Evening

• Shan rode over on his motorbike with Kylie on the back. It blows so much smoke, half of it out the front and I asked why he’d painted the back tyre – it is not paint, it is oil. He dropped off two DVD’s, “The Ninth Gate” and “The Cell”. Seeing as I don’t really want to “enter the mind of a killer” or see The Matrix meet Silence of the Lambs, I’ve abstained from watching them. I don’t like horror, or indeed anything scary. I simply don’t understand how people enjoy that. As “The Cell” says, “veers from the seductive to the uncomfortable to the truly horrific”. Perhaps I’m missing something from the definitions of “uncomfortable” and “horrific”, but neither sound like desirable states of mind to me.

Night

• Mum and I sat inside in the dark and had a nice talk and cuddle, and then I went online for a while. I’m glad to say nedmartin.org is now resolving.

Comment by Helen – Friday 25 July 2003, 10:00 PM

  Your mum sounds really nice :)