'08, it's the new 07*

Happy New Year, although so far this one seems pretty close to the last one. Today I wore an new top to work and went through half the day before I realized I had a small sticker with the letter "M" on the front of my shirt, on my stomach just under my left tit. Took me that long to notice, and evidently no one else had.

Over the last few days I have heard several tales of what has happened to the Baby Jesus, and none are as cute as the photos on his web site. A few things I have heard is that he's broken, that he was put through a wash cycle and that he was eaten by a dog. It's not looking so good for the BJ and it appears we're going to have to come up with some sort of permanent replacement. And of course this means we're going to cancel Easter. Unless he can really come back from the dead. Only time will tell.

The Roommate got me an iPOD Shuffle for Christmas (the green one) as I was the only person on the face of the earth up until that point that did not already own an iPOD. It's even inscribed for me, Muz for Suz. I am still in the process of loading as much Rufus Wainwright, Travis, Amy Winehouse and Aimee Mann onto the damn thing as space will allow. Of course I'll need to buy some accessories for it as well, an auto charger and some sort of protective case so it doesn't bang around in my purse until it reaches it's early and untimely death. This thing is one of those items that you never in your wildest dreams imagined you needed until you get one in your grubby mitts. Now I'm going to have to buy a new car that is iPOD ready because I obviously can't drive this outdated, pre-iPOD Jeep anymore. It's so 4 years ago.

* I heard this type of comparison has been deemed over-used, so I just HAD to use it.