I had a box delivered to my house. For what? Simple. It is the final resting place for my 360. That's right, the preverbial 360 coffin came in. Hopefully the boys down in Texas can do some good ol' Frankinstein miracle. Which reminds me of Al Michaels' famous call at the 1980 Olympics where team USA defeated Team Soviet Union. If my 360 returns, and works, I can just hear myself saying, "DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES?? YES!!".

My mother is getting Remarried this Saturday the 21st. Kinda not too thrilled by its all good. This house will be all mine and i'll be living alone for the first time. It'll be kind of tough to get use too. 20 year old college student with a minimum wage job doesnt exactly scream financially sound. But oh well, I'll get by. It would be much much better if my 360 was here to help eleviate the boredum that I am overcome with.

Oh well, just thought i'd update and let you guys who read blogs know what is up with good ol' JC. You guys take care.