Gah, families are crazy. This morning, outside my room were a few wrapped presents for my birthday. My mom told me that I couldn’t open them unless the whole family was present. Sounds fine. Of course, most of the day I’ve been home alone. My mom and sister have been out together, and the few times my dad has been by, they haven’t been here. Am I ever going to open them? Maybe in a week.

Of course, I still get my guessing games. One is quite obviously a CD. I have no way of guessing which one. I’m taking a stab in the dark and guessing “Magical Mystery Tour”, as I had complained to my sister a great deal yesterday because she had taken my copy with her to California. Number Two is a tall, thin, soft-back book. My mind suggested “The Pratchett Portfolio”, but I’m not sure if it’s available in the U.S., and I doubt my dad would have heard of it. Plus, it’s too thick to be “The Pratchett Portfolio”. Meh. Maybe it’s a “how to draw” book. That sounds like something my dad would do. Number Three is hidden by tissue paper in a very lightweight, small, pink sack. No guesses ventured.

I want to find out what they are! Mrah! ::wrinkles nose and goes downstairs for chocolate milk::