Late Night Song Edition

I wont ask you where you're goin'.
I wont ask you where you been.
I know after a million times you get sick of my lines,
but I just wanna see you safe again.

I know that just now I aint been showin,
the kind of love you know that I can.
So gimmie a little while and you'll be knowin,
that your good lovin baby is back on top again.

Hopefully it occurs to me that there's one thing that I cant stand.
That's the thought of one single day,
that your head ain't in my hand.

Always hoped you'd be showin,
and now you've shown as much as you can.
But after each time im still glowin
with a good lovin smile that's yours until the end.

Hopefully it occurs to me that there's one thing that I cant stand.
That's the thought of one single day,
that your head ain't in my hand.

- My Morning Jacket, "Hopefully"

The True Meaning of Nightcrawling

This blog is called "Nightcrawling" for a reason.

It's designed to be a digital sanctum for ideas that pop into my head at the wee hours of the night. Then it becomes Internet food.

However, I honestly can't recall a time when I actually came on here to do exactly that. Instead, I would blog when I was on campus during the afternoon and bored out of my mind, or during class and bored out of my mind. The sun was always up.

Well, for what appears to be its first instance, I'm blogging at night.

And it's very late. 2:15 in the morning to be exact. Not the least bit sleepy. But so much on my mind.

So here it is. A collective investment of late-night ramblings, just as I had always intended.

For those of you on the Gregorian system, it's mid-to-late April, and I'm closing on my final weeks of the semester. It's going to be a rough last few weeks; two papers to write, then the dreaded final exams. So I'll be constructing a shantytown in the UGA Library, preferably on the fourth floor where no one tends to study, and I can take breaks by playing Age of Empires II (1998, Windows 95 minimum requirement) without being judged.

I've been a bit of a slacker this semester, so I guess it's alright to put some effort into these last few weeks. I told myself I'd stop procrastinating, but I kept putting it off.

Of course, my reward for finishing the semester will be more classes, as I'm taking summer classes. Two, to be exact; one in May (JOUR 3510: News Editing and Makeup) and one in June (HIST 3030: History of Canada. Yes, UGA really does offer this class).

July is going to feel so wonderful. For once in my life, I'm going to put in effort into not giving a damn about anything for that entire month.

Until then, I work hard.

Mitch