my family is currently exchanging emails back and forth with christmas wishlists. i got really emotional and wrote a little tearjerker about wanting only three things: more film, subscription to the ny times, and a gift for a child at the y. there are no words to describe exactly how much that job has changed my entire life.

in some not-so-serious news, i had dreams about vamps last night. my little vampire obsession is getting absolutely out of control. i've heard from multiple people that the film, let the right one in, is incredible. i think i'm going to go see it when i head back to ny in a few weeks.

i discovered a huge bruise on the right side of my ribcage. why did i become jellolegs this past weekend?

surprisingly, no case of the mondays to report on. classish, y, and opus with gar to look forward to.

'moutties.