Emma Re-visited (7th March 2005)
I went over to Emma’s place yesterday to pick up the last of my stuff. I am pretty sure that I have got it all back now. Didn’t stay long. Every time I went over there I caught headlice from someone, which my mum is combing out of my hair as I write this. Horrible little critters. Emma was being all friendly and cuddly while I was there though, which was a bit strange.