I've moved to the southside. I used to only cross the river about once a year. Now I make the commute every day. It's lovely driving across the bridge. Last week it was foggy and you couldn't even see the buildings. So it felt like we were in the middle of the ocean. I never knew it was cool over here. But it is. It's full of boys and and Target is like 2 miles away. I still have no idea how to get anywhere. If it's not on Forest Hill I will get lost. I've also never really taken a right past my house. Dan Tulloh lives down the street and he bought us a Christmas tree. We're decorating it tomorrow night and wearing sweaters and baking cookies and holding hands. Anyone's invited. Mary is a fun roommate. She wakes up with Texas high hair and ready to party. Right now Emily is camping out here too. It's kind of a house for people who are recently (or maybe not so recently) removed from their significant others. That and animals. Last night we heard gun shots around 2 am and at that point it didn't feel so much like home. Emily leaves next Sunday and I am driving her to the airport. I would love it if I could take a trip to a terminal that didn't break my heart. So if someone wants to take a trip I'm down. I'm going to try to keep up with this blog this time. Here are some pictures of the new house, etc. (Also I moved in like 2 months ago but hey I've been busy.)