Oh, wow.

I just opened my door and found my mail, which the next door neighbor had brought upstairs for me. (We share a mailbox, so whoever checks first usually brings all of it up.)

What should I find at the bottom of the stack but an (American) Rolling Stone, with Justin Timberlake on the cover.

This is the first Rolling Stone I've received since I moved here, and I guess I'd finally given up on getting any more. And I still don't know whether they got my new address worked out, or if someone bought me a new subscription. (If one of y'all bought me a new subscription to have sent to Germany, please write and let me know.)

And Justin! On the cover! Now, if you know anything at all about my unnatural love for NSYNC, you know that Justin is, and will always be, my number five sync-er. He owns that spot, man. But on the other hand, it's Justin! Of NSYNC! On the cover! And yes, I am twelve years old when it comes to NSYNC. Living in a sync-free city is not easy for me. So I can't even begin to tell you how excited I was to see it.

So thank you, either to Rolling Stone for finally getting it right, or to whoever sent me a new subscription. Because I think this is one of the things I've missed most since I moved here.