X is for xylophone, the wonderful, not even slightly annoying toy the kid is playing with right next to me. It makes such a harmonious sound as he bashes it with a wooden spoon, creating such a calm environment whilst not making me want to throw it against the wall at all. Lovely.
X is also for Xbox*, which is one of the reasons I get to study and write. It keeps the boyfriend quiet so I can concentrate. (Thinking about it, the boyfriend may have a PS3 and not an Xbox, but that doesn’t start with X.)
X also stands for kisses. X is also for xenium, a present given to a guest, stranger or foreign ambassador.
X is a really hard letter to think of something for.