Let's call today: 'Thursday, 25 November 2004'
pirategirl 
wrote in the notebook:
run away
yesterday my brother and sister-in-law came over with dinner.
as some of you know my mum came out of hospital after reconstructive surgery and we're not letting her do much, so alex and bec bring over dinner each evening. Dad's hopeless and cant cook, and I'm too completely dead after work to do anything, so it works out good.
anyway yesterday, dad was out at a meeting when they came over. we sat down and ate the yummy satay stir fry meal theyd made, and we were talking about my niece's upcoming school musical that we're all going to see.
from that subject we began talking about the tapes our grandmother made and off i went to find them. all i could find were tapes of my cousin and/or myself, but none of alex. he went out into the office to check email while i continued my search through the tapes. we concluded that he must have taped over them, cos the tape that had his name scrawled in my nanna's writing was instead full of rockabilly music.
it was about at this point my dad came in and started to eat the bowl of stirfry we'd set aside for him. he heard me say to my mum and bec that he must have taped over it when he was younger so we couldnt find it again. my dad commented irrelevantly "well he hates everything doesnt he?" then sat down to his meal.
it was pretty warm yesterday, so all the windows and doors were open, so alex overheard it.
of course he came in and began laying into dad, beginning with sarcastically asking dad how he was enjoying his dinner. from there it went on, and before the screams got full throttle, i retired to my room and there i stayed. not long after, i heard mum do the same thing.
the argument continued, somewhere there im sure i heard bec telling alex to stop it, and i decided it was time to try out the rowing machine i bought the day before.
a bit later bec came in and said goodbye. i offered to take her home later if she wanted to stay and let alex cool down, but she politely declined, and quietly left.
still rowing, i later heard dad approach mum's closed door and open it. i heard her groan at and then scream at him to get out, still fuming at what'd he'd said and done and in general how he interacts with my brother over the years, accompanied by the sound of something colliding with the door. dad erupted again and the ever-turned phrase of "i cant do anything in this place, but its alright for everyone else!" reverberated down the hall. my rowing increased. some more arguing ensued, by this time i wasnt sure whether it was thru the closed door or not, but it was right outside my own and was loud enough it may as well have been inside my room.
before long i heard dad retreat storming down the hall back to his room outside.
i swap my rower for my weights and switch on the TV.
what videos havent i watched for a while?
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