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Hmpf. Evil LJ was down. Quick rundown of things. Have had lunch with dad. As suspected, was more worried about cost of piercing than of actual piercing. Said didn't think it pretty, but didn't express distaste. Asked where all this [tatts, piercings and general punkiness] was coming from. Explained has always been there, but am only now finding guts to let it out. He understood.
Steve got online [my worries were in vain] and sent me this:
I'm gonna meet Zed, I'm gonna meet Zed! Eepers!
Have got to get my hair done tonight. And do some laundry. And stuff.
London, London, Nodnol!
