Finally reached the point that picking "money" as a birthday present actually works. Someone entertain me and I'll buy you something shiny or lunch, preferably not lunch that's shiny. That's a little weird, even for me.

(Except Megan. I refuse to buy you more shiny things. They distract you from your task of adoring me, always)

I planned on sleeping until at least noon but ended up forced to go to a brunch at 9:30. A brunch that turned into a blind date. I may or may not have been signed over into an arranged marriage. I wasn't awake enough to pay any attention and I didn't much care about it either way anyway.