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Well its 2k6 now and it's been one week since I've been here. And in honor of all the bands that can't think of a name for at least one song on their album, I have titled this untitled.

I've had loads of free time this Christmas season. Officially two weeks off from teaching english. Because it's Spain though, most of my students took the week before off as well. So I'm am headed towards three dead weeks. I think the more time I have in my life, the less I do. Let me run off some of the things that happened.

I went running twice. I grew my hair a bit longer. I mixed up my shaving routine and went three days instead of two.

I scourged iTunes looking at how I could best spend the 20 dollars my sis and bro gave me. After two weeks of listening to hundreds of 30 second clips I settled on two albums and a few extras. La oreja de Van Gogh (van gogh's ear) and the White Stripes with a couple El Canto del Loco canciones.

I made some more progress on my Spanish novel. For those of you who just choked with surpise, its a Spanish novel I'm reading, not writing. I made some more progress on my English one as well. Again, one I'm reading, not writing.

Confession: I read too many books at once. At one point two weeks ago, I was involved with five books at the same time. Let me list them. Martín Zalacaín el Adventurero, Searching for God knows What (again), The Gospel as Tragedy, Comedy, and Fairy Tale, and Moby Dick. I recounted and came up with four. Five sounded better, so I won't go back and change it. Since then I have given up on Moby Dick (for the time being), and decided the Gospel as tragedy, comedy, and fairy tale should be paused until I can fully concentrate on it. My next book will be Shaming of the Strong. I love to have a waiting list of books to be read. It makes me feel... content. End of confession.

I went to see a parade. Here in Spain they celebrate "the three kings" or "the three wise men." It is as big if not bigger than Christmas and most of their gifts are given on this day. That day is January 6th. At this parade they threw hard candy at the crowds as they went by. One would think that tossing it would be sufficient but in this case, it has to be thrown. Think Randy Johnson fastball. And the children love every minute of it.

I went and ate churros for breakfast one morning with my good friend Juli and his girlfriend María. A girl named Becca who was staying with us over Christmas made french toast one morning as well. The rest of the mornings I had muesli, two types mixed, crunchy with Swiss style. There was even one morning where I didn't have breakfast as I didn't get up very early.

I took pictures of Bethany and Daniel, my youngest sister and brother. Except I think of myself as more of an uncle. That would make make them my niece and nephew. I think the pictures I took would win awards. Not because I am a particularly good photographer, its just that they are particularly photogenic. Stay posted for potentially postable pictures.

I attempted to go to a concert by Bebe but it was sold out. She is from the area in Spain where I am from, and is getting really famous (in Spanish circles). Maybe I'll post one of her vids on the sidebar. Stay tuned for potential spanish music vid.

Lastly but not leastly, and certainly not all encompassingly, I recorded a short vid of myself and posted it, thanking all my faithful readers. Thank you my faithful readers. With that I'll leave you with a quote I came across by Mark Twain: "If there is one thing that will make a man peculiarly and insufferably self-conceited, it is to have his stomach behave itself, the first day at sea, when nearly all his comrades are seasick."