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Despite having no major events happen today that would normally have upset me, the mood from last week carried on over. I felt okay yesterday because I had company - but today I had no distractions, other than my PS2.

I took it along again with me and spent most of the day playing Guitar Hero II and Parappa The Rapper 2. Some of the levels are going to be ridicuously hard to get COOL ranking.

I went over to Costcutters with grandad to buy horseradish sauce and instant mashed potatoes. I said to nana I'd have gone by myself, but grandad was insistent that he came too.
There was a mob of baby chavs outside, setting up "penny for the guy" dolls. It's fucking October!
"Penny for Halloween" would make more sense, but even so - they're just dirty scrounging fuckers.

There was more polony sausage for tea today. Nana hasn't got any for a while. It was so yum. :)
And she'd made fairy cakes and lemon sponge cake - boy was it fucking nectar. :D

Oooh, and she's gotten an e-mail from Play.com - apparently Abigail II: The Revenge has been shipped and I should be getting it pretty soon. Excited like. :D

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Friday it be. Today be the day of the night out and Dixie's epic 18th birthday sleepover. :D
 
Friday is the day I have to go into college for a film studies lesson, so mam drove me there and she even agreed to pick me up afterwards. It was a lesson that passed rather quickly, just another lesson of watching video clips and making notes. Basic stuff. Dixie gets the feeling there's going to be a lot of this.
 
When I got home, I straightened up my room, planted peas on my FarmVille field and waited around for my guests. :)
Shelly came first, who was swiftly followed by Adam 20 minutes later. We hadn't him knocking on the door becuase mam had a hairdryer on proper loud, so he let himself in.
 
These are Adam's present:
 

 
Aren't they epic?! :D
They've earned pride of place on my gaming shelves. The super mushroom has cherry candies, the 1-up mushroom has apple candies and the power star has "star" candies that don't really have a flavour that can be defined.



Adam said they sold "shitty blue mushrooms" as well and he said they don't even exist in the Mario games. I think they're meant to be from New Super Mario Bros. - so the blue mushroom would be the mini mushroom. If I'm ever in town with some loose coins, I might get it to complete the collection. Perhaps.
 
Ashleigh came later and the three of us were engaging in our usual banter - Adam and I were fairly hyper while Shelly and Ash were in relativley sane states of mind.
Dad came in just before we were about to leave and pissed me off. If the rest of the night hadn't been so mint, he'd have ruined it all for me. He put me in a shitty mood for the next 45 minutes and I didn't hyper up again till we were in Eston on the minibus.
 
He came in having a whinge on about the whole personal message thing - making idle threats to Adam and Shelly about not swearing. But he only had to say it ONCE. But he said it OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER. He pissed me off that much I ended up shouting at him - and because he ended up upsetting Shelly because he spoke to them like shit.
I did tell Shelly though that he talks to me even worse than that sometimes.
 
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The minibus came at half 7, and we went around Eston and Grangetown picking everyone up. First nana and Susan, then nana, grandad, Ian and Lisa - then finally off to get Christine and Roger.
 
We were playing fucking musical chairs - I was sat at the front to start with and by the end, mam had banished Adam and myself right to the back. I was like "MURRR, BIRTHDAY GIRL HERE, BANISHED TO THE BACK OF THE BUS!"
 
Joe Rigatoni's was a lot smaller than I expected it. I dunno why I expected it to be a big place like - but anyway, it wasn't.
We had to stand about and wait to be seated - I was stood talking to nana Pat and Susan while everyone faffed about at the bar.
 
I'd wanted to sit in the middle of the long table - and I SORT OF was, more of the middle slanted to the right. Between Adam and Shelly, opposite Susan with nana Pat on her right and Ian on her left. I couldn't really see Ash because she was sat right on the edge of the table - bless her, she had to keep shuffling out every time Adam, Shelly or I needed a piss.
 
It was amusing listening to everyone's orders - about 11 of us wanted parmos. :)
OH, AND THEY WERE FUCKING EPIC PARMOS.
Absolutley MASSIVE, but NECTAR.
I didn't finish it entirley - but they did a service where you could get it boxed up and taken back with you, so we did that. :)
 
I was worried about Adam: the combination of parmo and Jaques had made him feel ill - and he was in the toilets for ages. I went to check on him - just stepping slightly inside the block so I could see if he was alright. He seemed it - but didn't want any more cider, so I ended up drinking the rest of it.
I got a bit drunk again - slightly over what I was at nana's 50th wedding anniversary. Shelly, Ash and Adam thought it was hilarious. I'm not that funny - I'm just sort of hyper, more talkative and my voice is a bit higher and I talk slower.
 
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Here's some photos:
 















 
And of course, the epic Guitar Hero cake. It's in the shape of my beloved LEGEND. :D
 

 
Oh, and it was awesome. Mam critiqued my cake-cutting skills, so I made her do it.
It wasn't one of those cakes with the icing to cake ratio 2:1 - there was just enough icing and plenty of cake.
 
The minibus home was fucking mint. Everyone was sort of drunk - so we were all laughing and merry - sucking the helium out of the balloons. Ash sounds HILARIOUS. I expected her to end up sounding relativley normal, but she does end up quite squeaky. Not as bad as Adam and my dad - they were both talking to each other with their new squeaky tones. Everyone was pissing themselves.
 
Shelly, Ash, Adam and I were all sat at the back of the bus - so Shelly and I had a lot of privacy to kiss as much as we wanted. I did want - so she gave me lots of kisses. :D
 
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Ian and Lisa came back with us - we had a few more drinks and played Guitar Hero 5.
I kicked it off with Du Hast - I tried Expert vocals (and bodged them up because the new vocals system is HARD) while Shelly and Adam both played guitar.
 
I didn't really like Guitar Hero 5. I hate the interface - and I couldn't see properly because all the colours were blurred together, so I just sat and watched.
Ian and Lisa did a lot of vocals while you couldn't get Shelly off the guitar. Ash didn't play much either, so I was just cuddled up to her, playing with her hair for most of the time.
 
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When the time came - mam and Adam inflated the airbeds and we all threw the bedding, sleeping bags and pillows down the stairs. The sleeping bags proper bounce. :)
 
Shelly took the 3-seater sofa, Ash got the 2-seater, Adam got the bigger airbed over by the TV and I had the smaller one between the two sofas and paralell to Adam.
We stayed awake for a lot of the time, talking - and trying to shut Adam up because he was listening to his iPod and singing The Veronicas PROPER loud. It's weird being in the dark downstairs. I proper couldn't make ANYTHING out. :)

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The only glaring bad things about today was what occurred with my mam at about 12AM and the fact I ate WAY too much at nana's and rendered myself with an upset stomach.
 
Mam and dad were both on early starts, so I went there at about 9:30. I hovered about in the kitchen for a while, talking to nana and grandad, then I directed their attention to Play.com.
They'd been asking me what I wanted for my birthday and I'd had the idea when I was in the car of them getting me a CD and a game from there. Nana is a bit funny about inputting her details onto online stores, but grandad doesn't seem to be arsed - after all, he's a teleshopping addict and the possibilities of theft are the same, thereabouts.
 
So after I'd reassured nana it was safe - the amount of stuff I've been ordering with mam's Egg card recently proving it - I made them an account, saying they could use it if anyone else wanted DVDs or games for Christmas presents, for instance.
 
Shelly was going to order Abigail II: The Revenge for me, but apparently it's been out of stock for ages and if she had, I wouldn't have gotten it in time for this weekend, so. Either way, I ordered it for myself with grandad's card. It's still out of stock, so I'll just get it when it comes. I can wait.
They always spend £20 on everyone, so with the £12 I had left, I got Final Fantasy VII: Dirge Of Cerberus. It was one game on my wishlist that stuck in my mind of being £12. :)
 
After I'd sorted this, I was nominated to sort out their "Solitaire saving problem" - which just looked to be a saved game that wouldn't go away. I did what I could.
 
When I was leaving the bedroom to go back into the living room, grandad took my hand and slipped me £30. I was confused as to why - then he said it's because they apparently give out more for 18th and 21st birthdays. Can't be bad. I thanked him and put it in my pocket. I'm going to save it. My birthday money, I'll halve it - spend half on games and keep the other half in case there's anything I need it for.
 
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Nana didn't have any green beans this week, so I had peas instead.
I can't decide if I like peas or not. They have a proper bodged flavour. I can tolerate them, but I wouldn't say they're proper nectar, like green beans are.
 
Ash hates peas, Shelly loves them and I can tolerate them. Ah, another thing we all share a different opinion on.
 
After we'd eaten, nana and grandad sort of took it in turns to play Solitaire. They'd swap around every hour or so - nana would clean and grandad would watch the football while the other played.
I was laid on the bed continuing with Super Paper Mario.
 
I finished off chapter 7 - which wasn't as daunting as a task as I'd first predicted.
What a fucking weird twist though! I'm glad like, Luvbi was a right slag. :)
 
I think after 10 hours of gameplay, I've actually developed a small liking for this game. I'm still not rating it 4-star-excellent on my Backloggery, but it's risen from a 2-star-decent to a 3-star-good.
I got annoyed with it when I was at the 78th level in the Pit Of 100 Trials and I got killed by some bastard shadow monster. I had no sodding mushroom shakes left and I was miles away from the next level, so the fuckers ended up killing me and I wasted like an hour of my life in that hole.
 
Sigh, that happened all too often in Paper Mario: TTYD too.
 
So I swapped to Spyro: Enter The Dragonfly.
I really expected it to be shit - as all the new Crash and Spyro games after the PS1 era got sucky, but it's surprisingly decent.
 
Saying that, it's technically Spyro 4. Crash 4 was good too - but after the 4th one, it started getting shite. (Not counting the spin-off games like CTR and Crash Bash, of course.)
 
Some of the dialogue is fucking weird.
Nana thought the pigs on the island level were amusing - and we were both like WTF at the tiki idols who do the drumming and sing in their weird tiki talk. Funny at first, but then it got very vexing.
 
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Nana went mental with the tea today though.
Along with the usual sausages, crackers, cheese and cakes - she did a 9" pepperoni pizza as well.
So I had a slice of that along with my usual stuff, but maybe I drank too much apple juice.
 
I was okay until about 10PM when I got home. Then I got the growly stomach and realised I had an upset stomach. So this led me to take the gut-dehydrating tablets to make a natural cork up my arse. :)
 
I took a shower, straightened my room - then I played a few gigs on Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits.
I did a few songs on vocals, mainly the newer ones that I've recently learned. Electric Eye and Beast & The Harlot, for two. :D
 
Then I switched to bass. I played it on medium so I could finish those songs that don't have scores. I was surprised at myself, I only cocked up one song, and that was via an overstrumming accident.
How I like the shiny 100% stars.
 
Mam was in my room later on, insisting she make an account on Twitter so that she can follow Eddie Izzard.
She just didn't seem to take it in when I said "Mam, I've never used Twitter, I NEVER WILL. I know NOTHING." - she kept on asking me how she did things.
HOW THE HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?! PRAY TELL!
 
This is where Dixie learnt two lessons:
 
1. Never set your MSN to show the last part of your last conversations.
2. Never ask mam to respond to someone on MSN for you.
 
I asked her to tell Shelly that she was on the PC, but our last conversation section was there - namely me expressing my distaste about being kicked off the PC and being spoken to like shit - via my exclamation of "Mam's a cunt" - thankfully, it didn't implicate either of our mams. So I danced around the point and said I didn't know if it was directed at her or Shelly's mam.
 
She was all high and mighty and was like: "MURR, WHY WOULD IT BE ABOUT ME?"
For a second, I felt like saying to her: "BECAUSE YOU ARE A CUNT SOMETIMES...??"
 
- But I didn't.
 
It was strange. As soon as mam started being all pissy, my stomach upset started up again. I got the burny bowels and the squeezy intestines and I needed to go and explode again. I wonder if it was rendered by my uncomfortable emotions. Thus leading my stomach to also become uncomfortable to mimic?