You smell like beef and cheese, you don't smell like Santa.

hi friends!

i've been working on figuring out how to do this without erin's help for a while. i think i did it, but it's hard to say, really. basically, right now i am at work with no other living beings (well besides the bacteria i have to sling around all day, eww :) and i wanted to wish everyone a happy holiday season. i'm not quite with it enough to send cards... plus, let's be real, it's probably lame if it comes from your parents' house.

megan, i hope you're not buried under 30 kajillion inches of snow and i get the feeling that you're not based on the fact that your away message never fails to change (which i appreciate).

erin, please post about the boy, i am attempting to live vicariously- remember?

i visited dayton for marie's m.b.a. graduation and made a stop at 420 and went to tim's. with the smoking ban i have to say that it was very weird. i still felt dirty, but without the outer scum layer.

also, i'm shadowing at a doctor's office once a week and it's awesome. they let me do anything i want and some things i'd rather not. they're writing me recommendations and i have an interview coming up on the 5th. woot! i bought a suit and i am going to look darn good even if incoherent words pour from my mouth.

no romance to speak of.... but an 80 year-old lady at the doctor's office who may or may not have cataracts told me i was pretty, so i think the future is bright (for me, not her... with the cataracts)

okay, Merry Christmas!!!!!

p.s. tristan is the ugliest baby ever, am i right?