It’s the middle of the night and I’m in my childhood home and everyone is asleep. I can hear my parents snoring (not so softly I might add) through the thin walls. It’s the soundtrack to bedtime that I’ve listened to most of my life. It might be the reason why I can’t fall asleep without a little white noise. But then, out of nowhere, my dog starts barking like a crazy. He is an old man who can’t really get around anymore. We have to lift him onto the bed so he can sleep with my parents, but regardless of his impediment this evening he launches himself off the bed with a thud and runs out to the back door barking all the while. He kept sniffing and barking, like he was tracking something (he is a beagle after all). Meanwhile, I’m trying to shush him and keep him quite because my mum needs to work at five am. Eventually he calmed himself and I put him back to bed. And now all’s quiet again.
I think there may have been a skunk outside. I don’t know how he knew it. Animals and their weird sixth senses. But it was unnerving, knowing he knew something I didn’t. We always joked that if we were robbed Sam was so friendly he’d show them where we kept the good silver, but maybe not.
It’s been an odd few days. I’ve been catching up with friends from high school and catching up on YouTube. The Lizzie Bennet Diaries had a thrilling conclusion and I’m finally caught up on Squaresville! It makes me want to start vlogging again. I have been toying with the idea of Vlogging Every Day in April, but I don’t want to commit to it unless I go all the way.
I’ve written a little bit the past week, all random things. It feels good, but like not enough. I feel so funny these days. What on earth do I want? What am I looking for?
I’ve been listening to a lot of George Watsky. His new album Cardboard Castles blows me away. I’m not a fan of a lot of rap, but he’s one of the few rappers that I really appreciate (there are a few). I like rappers that make me think. Good beats are important, but I like an interesting story and clever lyrics. Plus some of his stuff is just plain poetic. Or just funny and amusing. I really like Ugly Faces, Hey Asshole (which is featuring Kate Nash – SO GOOD), and Tiny Glowing Screens, Pt. 2 (which is just utterly fantastic lyrically that it pains me). But nothing on that album is bad. I think it should also win for album with the absolute BEST transitions. They are out of this world.
I went for a run today and I listened to Cardboard Castles while I did. It was awful (the run, not the album). I always have really great intentions with running and then I start moving and remember that it feels like I am suffocating very, very slowly. I felt like I was going to be sick, but I did it anyway. I guess that just means I need to do it more often.
I’m reading Jane Austen’s Emma. It’s one of the last few Austen novels I have left to read. I decided to dive into it because I’m looking for comfort, literature to wrap me tight and also inspire. So far I’ve just been annoyed with Emma Woodhouse. She may be clever, but she’s no Elizabeth Bennet. Hopefully Jane can turn me around.
This has been a life update with Jordan. Until next time.
P.S. If you have any interest in Giant Squids check out this video and this article from the Mental Floss website. I recently subscribed to the e-newsletter. I have no regrets. Also, the Giant Squid is simultaneously terrifying and fascinating.