Oh yeah, I forgot to say the present I found before Christmas was the Rogers and Hammerstein boxed set. We also watched South Pacific over the holiday, and for about two days I had this piece of it in my head:

“A hundred and one, pounds of fun, that’s my little honey bun! Blah ta da dat da da dat, tonIIIIIIIIght!”

Yeah. I know. Of all the songs from that movie to have in your head, the one about being a cute girl who weighs 101 is just a tid bit depressing.

One other interesting fact about me: Dreamed last night that Brad from Real World San Diego asked me my boobs out. How random gross is that?