Surly Monkey finds himself under a spell and quite likes it.

Belated Christmas greetings, ya'll. I'm only a couple of hours late.

Christmas was spent with Phrank. The more time I spend with her, the more I really don't want to drive back up here.

I'm more and more taken with her. The term could be smitten, I'm not sure. But I know that when I'm with her I feel that it is a good thing and I'm supposed to be there.

Without gushing too much, she is freakin' cool.

And on that note I'm going to bed.