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08:35pm 25/04/2004
mood: heartbroken
June 1996:

They're DEAD! She MURDERED them!

*breaks down sobbing* I f-followed them down the pipe and I was w-with them the whole time but it was too t-turbulent for them and when they ended up in th-the lake, they were all s-stunned and floppy and I tried to get them to move, I r-really did, but they didn't and they're d-dead!

Oh Peachie... Tiger... Marmelade! *wails*

(38 flushed my toilet |SPLASH!)

04:23pm 23/04/2004
mood: curious
June 1996:

Just a random question, but is it possible to tell the gender of a goldfish?

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(12 flushed my toilet |SPLASH!)

04:12pm 21/04/2004
mood: touched
June 1996:

Goldfish. He bought me goldfish for my birthday.

Right now they're probably swimming around in the sink. I don't know exactly - I'm sitting in my U-bend as usual. And trying to mope over Luc. But I can't. All I can think of is their little fins and shiny scales. I want to watch them, but that boy might still be there, and I don't want him knowing I'm so taken with them. They're just fish. But they might become... friends.