In previous episodes we learnt that the Wasley family has a propensity to burp and fart A LOT, we arrived at that decision after my little brother Tom questioned our Mum about why we is all so gassy, it's a family trait. I should add it's a Wasley family trait, so it affects our Dad's side of the family, not so much my Mum's side of the family, my Mumma would want that to be mentioned because she hardly does either, but boy is she constantly surrounded by them. Anyway there's proof of my excessive burping presented in crystal clear crackling 90's cassette audio quality within this episode, as my former co-host and bestie Claire, aka The Vixen of the Vibes, joins me for another weeks worth of diary entries. It would seem I burped into a microphone a lot in the 90's...and even today. More on that within, plus there's more mother truckers and even some garbage truckers that are waking me up way too early. I’m also now nearly 9 months in to this gig and the 20 year old version of me thinks I should be getting waaaaay better on air shifts, so it’s time to put my big boy pants on, which will probably be Jagmen ones, and confront my boss Neville about it. We also have diary entries recording the arrival of the new announcer Dave, which inspires more bitching on my behalf over managements ineptitude, because of course it does. Plus there’s UFO sightings to deal with and I get offered another job, which I swiftly reject with typical teenage arrogance, apologies in advance to anyone who calls South or Port Hedland home for my sassy dismissals of those towns within this diary, let's just say my arrogance within it's pages, doesn't seem like it will be diminishing anytime soon, meh can't say I'm all that mad about it hehe.

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