So, it's 2011.

(if you click on it it gets bigger) (...thats what she said)

New Year's was bomb. End of story. The whole NJ/NY trip was awesome, like every year. I love my family. We have guido's, lesbians, uncles with eye patches, all that good stuff. We're like something out of a Tyler Perry movie except we're not black and we're actually funny.

I really haven't felt like blogging lately, and i've honestly come to the point where I busy myself to avoid being home. I feel stuck here, I need to do something that's not becoming a a hermit, or a couch potato, or even my brothers. It's such a revolting thought. Maybe i'll blog later, but I don't think anyone really cares anyways. Hahaha, this blog is mostly for me anyhow.

For whatever reason, the time on the top right side of my tool bar on my Mac is stuck on 11:11.

I'm not sure if that coincides with the definition of 'irony' in my life, but it definitely is quite interesting.