Well, here I am back from Christmas.

It was really good, generally, except for the big porterhouse steaks we ate Saturday night. Because of course it was all over the news Sunday that the porterhouse is the worst cut to eat right now because of mad cow...it's the closest to the spinal cord.

So while I am waiting to drop over dead from nonexistent disease, I will say that I shot so many aliens and raced so many cars it's crazy. Christmas was so much fun. Got a v nice sweater and a coach leather cd case. A new iPod. A down throw blanket. Some yummy shower gel and lotion.

My present to myself was an XBOX controller so that I can play with Shane when I'm down there. I left it at his house.

I am so glad to see my cats. :)

Really hilarious. Click on all the thumbnails.

From the Department of Witty Comebacks:

In the same northern Iraqi town yesterday, about 700 people rallied, chanting: "Saddam is in our hearts, Saddam is in our blood." US soldiers and Iraqi policemen shouted back: "Saddam is in our jail."

I really, really, really hate what I am going through right now,

and that is really, really, really selfish of me.