Dear Diary, December 24 1998 12:00 am So as you must know it is Christmas eve and I might not get a peresent or anything but I really dont mind. Every Christmas eve I get a mother load of presents and candy. But my father is a scientist and has been working on a time machine. I have every thing I am going to need (and my cat Redshine). This may be the first diary entry in to the past and future. P.S I am stealing the machine. P.S.S Wish me luck on The Last Star.