There's something really comforting about being called Jack. It feels like coming home, being home, and it always puts a smile on my face these days. I don't know if it would sound right coming from anyone who's not them. I guess it's the friend version of all those boyfriend stories where no one knew you quite as well and no one fully grasped your sense of humor or knew how to cheer you up like that one who got away.

Dreams, Dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, It seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too.

Labels: Jack, Lily Allen, nicknames

Bah! I want it to be fall again and I want more free time. In some kind of search mode my itunes fell upon The Temptations and now I just want it to be fall. I started fantasizing about having a little girl and singing along with her to My Girl as we do something fun and crafty indoors, or maybe even as we color, and then I want to swoop her up in my arms and take her outside to play in the leaves. Freshly fallen crisp ones though, and not those soggy old leaves.

I fully blame that song for cute future daydreams.

Productivity actually seems to be better for me in the real morning, the one where the sun comes out. I spent Tuesday getting a lot of things done but still avoiding cranking anything out. Usually I spend Tuesdays getting chores done, buying groceries, and doing laundry but thanks to the break I'm pretty good on all those things. Sit back and waste a minute or two reading what all I did.

Tuesday:
Watched Dance video to cite later in paper.
Met with Western World Lit professor to discuss Labyrinth of Desire, my extra credit reading.
Met with American Lit professor to discuss course project and critical essay.
Started reading Incidents in the Life of a Slave-Girl by Harriet Jacobs.
Gave blood.
Made chicken gorditas for dinner.
Dressed up, kinda, and went to chapter at the Chapel for Inductions.
Celebrated my little being a sister by taking her out to ice cream.

Things left to do:
Dance paper.
Dance PowerPoint.
Finish Incidents in the Life of a Slave-Girl and write scrapbook entries on it.
Meet with professor to discuss the book.
Write Critical Essay.
Write Comparative Essay.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I need more Twizzlers for this.
fun. released a super cute Christams song called Believe in Me and I love it.
Thanks for the memories 'cause they keep us safe and remind me that it's okay to be lonely.
Please believe in me.