I've done the rounds, saying by to various grandparents before venturing off to Tenerife on Tuesday. Tomorrow, I've got a guitar lesson. Still can't play Yellow, but that might have something to do with the fact the only day I practised was yesterday...I blame builders. But then again, I blame them for everything. After that, dad and I are going shopping for books, and if I can convince him, he might buy Velvet Goldmine for me. Uncle Peter said he's sending my card through the post, so unless it gets here by Tuesday morning at the latest, Toni will have to bring it with her. I don't want it to be left here. I like opening things on my birthday! Mum's got me a present from Edinburgh that I'll apparantly really like according to Toni [she knows what I've got, but I don't know what she's got.] Can't wait for them to get back.
Got Toni watching Lost last night. She now agrees with me that it's fantastic, though she was scared. She also agrees that the fittest and coolest guy is CHARLIE!!!!!!! Oh how I love Charlie. We both think Jack [or "The Doctor Guy" to Toni] is a bit of a twat and not the best looking. The best is definately Charlie, followed by the fat bloke. But Dominic Monaghan should not sing. Stick to the bass lad. Toni thinks he looks evil though sometimes. He's not evil, he's stoned! The creepy old guy I'm suspicious of though. Lost ramblings over.
Toni's left her old GCSE Maths revision book in my room. Bit late for that methinks. A lot late actually.
Showed Grandma Charlie my Carl Barat drawing and she loved it. She now wants me to draw a picture of Blayne when I get back from Tenerife. I showed it Grandma Fitz, she thought it was my friend until I explained. Then she thought I was mad for fancying him. Is she mad? And anyway, he doesn't usually look black and white and pencil like. And she's over 80. I think our tastes are rather different.
Got two random people I've never spoken to in my life commenting on my MSN Space. Now I'm scared. Ahh fuck it.