I'm listening to Florence + the Machine and The Postal Service and United Pursuit Band, and finishing the (extremely) rough draft of my NaNoWriMo novel, and attempting to assist my mother with her laptop's technical difficulties even though I'm not very computer-savvy (on PC's, anyhow) for my generation.
I spent the morning playing Oblivion (I leveled up so many times it's ridiculous. Even Elijah thinks I'm ridiculous, and he has no place to call me on this). The Demske girls and I wandered a used bookstore today, which was great fun even if we didn't make any purchases.
I don't know what I mean to do tomorrow. Dad's taking me to dinner for my birthday. I'll probably wear funky clothes and chill and play video games and write poetry and have a one-woman dance party while the others kids are at school. Do some serious soaking. I know I want it to be a very Jesus-filled day. Maybe I'll do other fun things, yet to be determined.
I'm positively shocked that the weather was so nice today. I'll be downright flabbergasted if it's even half as nice tomorrow. Something about March 8th always pulls rain from the heavens, which is great, except that it means i've always got rubbish weather on my birthday. But it will be good. It'll be a good day.
Hopefully, I won't be too horridly sentimental about turning twenty and Being Really An Actual Adult Now, and I'll try not to wax overly philosophical.
Guten nacht, mein freunds.
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