im dusting off xanga. i don't know exactly why i like it. but i do. a little like brandon's car. the driver's side back door doesn't open. the trunk doesn't open... usually... sometimes it will. then it doesn't close. mold or some sort of plant life has found its home on the roof. but i like the car. more than mine. more than almost any car i can think of. i really don't know why i like it so much. in other news. i am back to only one job. thats really nice. my room is messy. which doens't happen very often. i spent last weekend in astoria. brandon and i went to the astoria column and took a look. and took a picture with the wonderful polaroid. we had to donate a dollar to some sort of cause.. for letting us park there. i have never really understood the concept of forcing people to donate. my Christmas was splendid. with all sorts of cheers and hugs. and warm pies. friends and family. i got a music box. its a snow man with people ice-skating in his stomach when you open it. i got a set of bowls just gleaming with color and trendiness. brandon stuffed me a stocking with peeps and an 80 gb i pod. i actually thought he had re-used the box and that my real gift was inside. i was beside myself. then he spent an entire day putting all my music on it. he is a keeper. for sure. as for anything else.... im tired. and im going to bed. | 
