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So, September...

I got home with knots in my shoulders, but a spring in my step. For the first time in the last four weeks, I finally have a spot of free time to relax and regroup. The perfect time to blog. My plans for this month's posts were going to be fantastic. Trust me. They would have blown your mind.

But September decided to have none of it.

From The Enchanted Cottage (1924). YES. My sentiments exactly.

The Fall semester is typically a whirlwind of surprises, deadlines, and extra events to color autumn and dawning winter with different flavors of stress.

The best way to express this past month is with bullet points:


  • Being up to my nostrils in manuscript revisions
  • Attending meetings about things like how to graduate by properly formatting thesis 
  • The usual school stuff (like teaching and taking classes)
  • Squirming over a ridiculously lovely burgundy coat - and NOT pressing the "purchase" button
  • Emotionally prepping for Disney's Food and Wine Festival 
  • Welcoming my best friend and her husband's new baby girl (even if it's only through email so far). 
  • Rolling around on the floor with my dog, Misty
  • Putting off watching Gravity Falls because, as amazing as that cartoon looks, I can't find whole episodes (or balance that and manuscript revisions).
  • Contemplating buying a blow-up, electronic Dalek and riding around in it at school. 
  • Adopting a Dalek mentality towards my revisions. EXTERMINATE THE ADVERBS! 


Through every speed bump this past month, I had to tell myself:



The truth is: of course I care. I always care. But just watching this gif made my stress more bearable - especially because I loved the film, In the Good Old Summertime. It's the first color film I saw with Buster in it. He's adorable and I almost cried when he appeared on screen ;_;

Dwah. Look at 'im.

Returning from my digression... this month hasn't been all business. I've eaten a lot of sushi (there's a new all-you-can-eat buffet in town), listened to Shelly Fraley's albums over and over, and geeked out over Richard Barthelmess in The Enchanted Cottage (1924).

OH. And I was just bored enough at a meeting today that I doodled this (and colored it when I came home):

Jimmy, Ashlyn, and Diamond! Yay!


I dragged my feet through this month. It's actually surreal to think that it's almost over. And I'm looking forward to October.