so i'm thinking i should do some CPR on my journal and try to revive it. we bought a house. say what? oh yes, we did. it's weird, owning something like that. i can do whatever i want to it and no one says a word. not even my darling hubby, cos he doesn't care in the slightest what i do with the house, as long as it has furniture and a functioning bathroom. side note: i just went outside and it's snowing. [thank god] you know that saying how no 2 snowflakes are the same? how the eff does anyone know that? is there some snowflake research center that i don't know about? please. anyway. i'm loving married life. i hate his schedule, but he loves his job so what can you do? it's nearly christmas and i am proud to say i got almost all of it done over the internet. i hate shopping. store and malls around christmas make me want to commit some sort of felony. off to read twilight. yes, i know. i am lame.