Sitting at the computer now wondering what to do. Mum's in the kitchen making chocolate mousse and she put the beaters on too hard and now it's all over the walls. Got the traditional big meal coming in an hour or so. Lots of meat. Gotta love meat. Just read back that I was going to murder the parents if they got me the hiking pack. I now realise this was an irrational and insane thing to say. And they're giving me lots of meat so they're forgiven. And I ate too much chocolate so I really don't have the stomach for murder at the moment.