Day 1453

Borrowed mum's car and drove to campus, did some revision, typing up my notes and working on the C++ assignment.

In the evening played Sim City, revised the engineering, watched The X Files: Squeeze.

Looking through my diary for 1991 I realised I'd forgotten how fucked up I was then. Something happened in 1988 and 1989 that set me on a path that I am only now coming back from. If only I could remember what it was. Or is it a case of 'The only way she can be cured is to forget everything that has happened to her' (X4 Master of the Desert Nomads).