Apart from the massive pimple on the bridge of my nose that is so large it makes my left eye appear swollen, things are good with me. I called it 'Felix', he seems to like it. And it is a bit smaller today, I think.

I have a boyfriend who plans surprises. I have never had one of those before (indeed, some of the stories about random exes have drawn some very derisive remarks from the Writer, though let's face it - you don't tell your boyfriend the good stories about your exes and it is always fair to say there are good times and bad in every relationship, though thus far this one has been rather light on the bad... and that may be the longest parenthesised sentence ever)... um, where was I? Yeah, never had a romantic boyfriend before. The Tall Guy tried, but it's just not in him. The Boy didn't even bother trying (or if he thought something was romantic it usually involved sex). And the Greek... for such a 'romantic' soul, he never really made any romantic gestures aside from sending me flowers once.

Romance is not essential in relationships, and it didn't always bother me if I didn't have any... but I do like it rather a lot. And I have to say, I am quite excited about this evening. The Writer asked me to keep tonight free... I don't know what we'll be doing because he won't tell me, it is a surprise.

Frankly, it could be anything - the mere fact that he has taken the time to plan a surprise for me means that I love it already.

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