Alan T. Fitch
My personal multi-daily diary
Okay. Good evening.
Mark asked me if I had been in his room, because stuff had been moved around. I said 'no', because I didn't.
I am having beans on toast for dinner. Or at least I am told that is what I am having.
Metal Gear Solid hasn't turned up yet. Not today, but maybe tomorrow it will.
All I have really been doing is playing Medal Of Honor: Heroes on my PSP.
Just now Mum put the washing in the tumble dryer, and said that she can smell white spirit, or turps. She asked me if I put anything in the wash; the only thing I put in the wash was a towel that Mark used to ckean the kitchen floor, and he asked me to. I don't know what turps smells like, so I don't know.
There is literally nothing else to talk about, so I will leave it here.
P.S. I am so bored!