May those who love us love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts,
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limping.

Irish curse

there's snow again outside. it's snowing as i write this. i am not pleased.

gina and i went to ikea on sunday. i never thought i'd be so impressed by some crappy home furnishings store... but i was. maybe it was all the colors and shapes. maybe it was because the store was the size of disneyworld. maybe i thought it was cool that there was a separate escalator for the shopping carts. i keep thinking of ikea's role in "fight club." but i know i'm going to go back there come june to buy that cute little desk and chair i saw. also, the little decorative boxes that fit inside the bigger decorative boxes. ha. ha. ha.

i'm a bit ashamed. but, more than ashamed, i'm a bit eager. and i've already decreed that no one's allowed to look down upon me.