No comment.

Although Sunday is technically my birthday, Tyson and I are going out to the coast today. He's been planning this for months, wanting to surprise me and stuff. He told me to dress up in Victorian garb and wait for him, and that he'd be here at 9 a.m. to pick me up.

So, I got up at 7 in the morning to get ready. My mom ran a bit late by helping me to get in my corset and the rest of it. I did my hair myself because she had to leave. I sort of panicked a bit, but I was ready.

I called at 9:36, and he was still in bed. He set his alarm clock wrong. He just left his house about eight minutes ago, and will hopefully be here by 10:30 or so.

Excuse me whilst I go kill things on some game or other on the other computer.