Ail doesn't know it yet, but she has to cut me mum's hair tomorrow. Not that she'll mind, if anything she'll get all giddy with delight, yet be peturbed with me for not telling her ahead of time so that she can bring her thinning scissors. But that's good, cause if she does bring them she'll wanna cut my hair, which I'm really not down with, cause me wants to grow these locks... know what I'm sayin'? Word...

Aye chi-wa-wa, it's only 12:30... she might still be awake... reading this... getting her scissors... packing them... in her bag...

Help?