Oh... my god.

So there I was, happily going about my life, when suddenly...
... I remembered Zine. I think it was being in the library, and suddenly seeing the initials 'WLW' as a classmark.

A quick Google search leads me here. My posts on Teletext p142 have been kept for posterity! Reading them back to myself is like an insane Charlie Kaufman-esque film about a 15 year old girl I nearly was.

I was Girl On The Oatmeal Box. I hung around for a while, then I discovered the internet, where posts were guaranteed to be displayed and I could be judged far more harshly than ever before.

Hello to you all. It's good to be sort-of-back. Seven years have passed and I don't expect anybody to remember me, or anybody from the days of Teletext p142 to even be around. But if you are... I have 7 years worth of news to catch up on, so please do fill me in!

Girl On The Oatmeal Box- still fighting her way out of a yawning chasm since 1986.

I dont have more experience, but what I lack in experience, I make up with little chicks

Would you like some chicks? They're not expensive. They're going cheep

i remember the days of page 142.

I remember her too.

Also: f*ck all to do with the thread, but I went to Uni with the girl from the 1980s Bisto adverts

Well, this was fruitful.