confession: i have not seen one episode of gossip girl since saturday night. i am missing the drama all of the time.

more time to read good books though, like the Bible or things by jane austen. more time to balance checkbooks, and clean bedrooms. more time to find the reason for my headaches (which was a bunch of turpentine soaked newspapers). more time to play guitar. more time to cough up everything inside of me and smile because, hey, things could be worse, and because, hey, it's almost Christmas.

"This is war like you ain't seen.
This winter's long, it's cold and mean.
With hangdog hearts we stood condemned,
But the tide turns now at Bethlehem.

This is war and born tonight,
The Word as flesh, the Lord of Light,
The Son of God, the low-born king;
Who demons fear, of whom angels sing.

This is war on sin and death;
The dark will take it's final breath.
It shakes the earth, confounds all plans;
The mystery of God as man."
-Dustin Kensrue. Gives me the chills.