Finally I get to go home - I mean Florida - tonight. I'm definitely at this strange transitional point in my life, because people look at me funny if I accidently slip and call Florida or Philadelphia home rather than here. But that's still the way I think. I don't really feel grown-up enough - despite the house and the dog, I think I'd need to add a husband and children before "home" shifts in my mind. Of course, I don't really have any plans for the latter, so there must be some age I'll reach and transition. I figure I've probably gotten to that age, I just don't want to admit it to myself.

I do feel a little guilty for leaving the dogs in a kennel for 5 days. I'm feeling sad that I am not going to be skiing this New Years, that will be the second year in a row that I haven't gotten to go.

I do look stylish with my new iPod. Current song count: 1392 (not enough! I think I need to start raiding the CD's of friends). Currently listening to: A Case of You (Jonie Mitchell).

Is this for real? The Pope mobile service has been set up following an agreement between the Holy See, or Vatican, and mobile content firm Acotel... Those interested in subscribing sign up by sending a text message reading "Pope on" to 61131. The world is so absurd!