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Here he is folks... the man of my dreams.

In a week, the last English class of my college career will be over. It feels bittersweet somehow. On the one hand, it is pleasant to look forward to a semester essentially full of blow off classes. There is only one that might be challenging. On the other hand, English is my major, and I won't have an excuse to go out and buy ten plus books.
Which reminds me.... I seem to have a problem. Addiction if you will. Books are so much better than these newfangled e-readers. Sadly, I have almost caved. The nook has its good qualities I suppose. Anyway, that's not my problem. I buy so many books. By now, I have over three hundred. We were at a used book tent the other day and they had the classic "Rebecca" for fifty cents. The thing was, I couldn't remember if the book already had a home on my bookshelf. He got it for me anyway. I sort of started a list, but I need to make another one. Maybe on google docs? That way it will be accessible online and I can use his smartphone if we're book shopping together, haha. I had it organized by genre, but maybe author would be better? Or perhaps two lists. One alphabetical by author. The other organized by genre and then by author. We'll see. A good project for the intervening weeks between semesters.
So this may be the most random entry ever... but there is so much to do before Monday. Eek! Work Thursday and Friday night and Saturday morning. I have a photo shoot Saturday afternoon for a creative project due in my class Monday. Right, it sounds glamorous, but it's really not. I have to come up with discussion leading questions for Monday and read two novellas by then. And to top it off, I have to make dessert for about fifteen people for Sunday night. Breathe, you say? I'll try.
See you on the other side.