Mom made pizza rolls for dinner again. Yuck! She said I couldn't go play Mass Galaxy 5 until I'd cleaned my plate, so I had to choke it down. When I grow up I'm just gonna eat Spicy Bitter Coils for every meal!

Last weekend a bunch of us camped out overnight in our fort. We made a throne out of rusty-nail-studded lumber for the Frightmaster to sit on, and took turns sitting on it and telling scary stories with a flashlight under our face. Ricky told one about a ghost named Alastair who haunted the guy who stole his magenta arse. Johnny was so scared he peed in his sleeping bag. It was totally far-out.