Well, today, the 28th, is my birthday. I'm 15, yay!

But I'm also sick. And on top of that, there was a massive (8.8 on the Richter scale, which, by the way, has been long superseded by the MMS) earthquake in Chile, where a lot of my extended family live.

Also Sydney's on tsunami alert, and it's probably going to hit at quarter to 9 (about 3 hours from post time, because apparantly it's 1 hour off). The wave ought to be small, but it might get bigger on it's way over (it was 2.34m in Chile, and 20cm in the Chatman Islands, which is closer), which means we're not allowed near the beaches this morning. Funnily enough, I was supposed to go to a concert on the beach with some friends today, but I won't be able too, because I'm sick, and there's a tsunami on it's way (well, the concert'll be well after the tsunami, but all the same... It could delay setup, I suppose.)

So yeah. Nature stole my thunder. I haven't gotten any presents, except from my grandparents, from whom I got $125. I think we've just had time to be worried about the quake, and I'll probably get stuff later (after a trip to the doctor's)

Rav

EDIT: Also, a disturbing fact: None of the BBCC 57 entries were Doctor Who based. NONE! What has this world come too?