well kids, i'm back in illinois.

my fishtank filter stopped working, i think permanently, and there are hairballs on my carpet.

ahhhh.... the land of lincoln..........

my christmas was good.. i got some really good stuff.

i wonder - would we be better off if we saw christmas the way my neices do? they paid no mind to the presents, and were content to giggle and chew on ribbon the whole day.

do you believe in second chances?

so, if i use words like "props" and "peeps" and "shizzat", and put "yo" at the end of sentences, does that make me ghetto? do i gain street credibility? i need a ghetto tag.

keepin it real with my peeps; got my shizzat straight up in da hood yo......

well, maybe baby spit and smelly wetdog cigarette men wasn't the best intro i could've given to my homestate of maryland, but it still kicks major illinois ass any day of the week :).

no football game for me today, but that's okay i guess... spent the day at my dad's instead. he's trying to mellow out, which is big for him. i gotta give him props for that (props??!?). tomorrow i head back up to b'more to help my sister move, and to play with babies some more. on sunday night i got to rock one of them to sleep; there's really nothing like it in the world, i highly recommend it if you get the chance. i felt almost maternal, it was funny :).

xmas is coming.... and this is good...