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Yes...this is a picture of me eating a Big Mac. Yum. At Camp Old Indian with the Totem Pole I'm in Savannah at the harbor...and I'm a hero, can't you tell? Christmas 2004. I love the Wiggles. Dancing at Modern . Drinks galore. Me at Ocha with one of Lindsey 's paintings. Neil Brook 's record Static Sessions And all of my XING pictures...

The toddler grabbed my left boob and said, " Tiffany, are they big breasts ?" Now, before I tell him that it's not nice to go honking on someone else's knockers, I cannot lie to Alex. " No ," I tell him, " they are not big breasts ."

Melissa's birthday flowers Brent's guitar

So, Captain Adam 's most recent blog got me thinking about house vs. home. And I finally realized why I love to go to my parent's house every weekend. They have an actual home. I go in, and I feel warm and welcome. Loved, even, despite the sometimes absense of people. I always thought that it was just because that was my parent's house and that will always be "home" to me. Then I realized that I live in a awful apartment with a barely there roommate (my twin sister) and two cats that are spawn of Satan himself. Thank God I'm still a full-time student and my dad made the mistake of saying he'd pay for this place. Meaning: I'm not paying to live in this dump. I moved in November 17. Bright eyed, bushy tailed, and tied to a one year lease. I cannot wait until November comes around again. I'm getting a different apartment. Hopefully without my sister, definitely without the cats. I love my sister, but it's kind of disappointing living with someone...

So, last night was pretty darn cool. It was Melissa's birthday. I went and intended to stay out until, oh, midnight or so. I was there until 5:30am. It consisted of: Wine Nibbly food Swing dancing More wine White chocolate Halo 2 Candle wax sculptures Jack Kerouac haikus Too many pictures Still yet more wine Acoustic music Geometry wars Halo 2, again Espresso Firefly Scrambled eggs A good time was had by all. I got an awesome video off Scott dancing. He's the best drunk in the world. I totally kill at Halo. Oh, I mean, I get killed. My highest score was 3, my lowest was -4. YES, I rule!

The kids are taking their naps...or are supposed to be. Alex has not slept a wink, but played in his room for the past hour! Tonight is Modern and I'm so excited. I'm also excited about the people that I know will be there. Yay. "Come early, drink copiously, and stay late." Saturday is the COI staff interviews at 8:30am. Ouch. I think I have to be there at 8:15am. Must not drink too much at Modern. Maybe I'll take a nap so that I can stay out later!!