Wednesday, April 27, 2005 | by nathan

It Already Feels Like Friday…

It’s Wednesday. Today feels like Friday. Yesterday felt like Friday. I hate weeks like this, and I love them, because there is this sense of crabby optimism.

It feels like when I’m swimming, and I get in the pool, do a few laps, and think, “I can’t do as much as usual; I’ll go 12 laps.” Then I get to 12, and think, “If I can do 12, I can do 20,” and then at 20, “Just five more to 25,” and so on until I’ve been in there for an hour. And four hours later I still reek of chlorine and the pool always makes my hair do this cool thing that I can’t get it to do on my own. That one spot on my shoulder that always hurts is always giving me trouble, and I am slated to be here until 10 PM.

I may go outside and lay in the sun until it’s time for me to take over.

current song: “Luna’s Gone” by Mary Chapin Carpenter.

I’ve been listening to this last Loretta Lynn album “Van Lear Rose.” It makes me crazy - it’s so incredibly good. I got it awhile back but it took me forever to finally suck it up and listen to it, and when I got to the end of “Portland, Oregon” I just started screaming in the car. I mean - wow. Makes me want to give The White Stripes another chance at capturing my heart and ear.

I’m looking forward to this weekend, and, in fact, the next few weeks. Friday night I’m headed to Weatherford to hang out with Dad; I’m hoping I can finish the book while I’m out there. I come back Saturday, and I hope in time to see “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” before heading to Galileo to get a table for the K.C. Clifford show.

The Shins are going to be at the Diamond Ballroom in Oklahoma CIty on May 6th!!!! WOOT!!!!

new song: “Peach Trees” by Rufus Wainwright.

I can’t believe I’m almost finished with Moving Van People. Today in class we talked about how to find an agent and sell your book. I’m nowhere near that step yet; there are people who need to read it, and in the meantime, while they’re doing that, I need to set it aside and not think about it. I need to find a summer job. Possibly a boyfriend.

I need to let it breathe for awhile, according to Deborah; I tend to agree with this. I’ve been really pushing through the past 100-150 pages since the semester started, and - thankfully - haven’t had time to look and see how terrible it is. Once I finish it, then get it edited (which seems to be a long process involving large tables and several different colors of index cards) I will allow anyone would like to read it to do so.

It’s almost time for me to take over; I think I will go outside in the sunshine and the cool grass and close my eyes for a bit. Days like this are made for this, except the wind has been blowing a lot this month and my allergies are being especially cruel. Perhaps I will lay on the nice leather couch in the lobby, where there is air conditioning…

final song of the post: “Pictures of You” by the Cure. I’m in 9th grade all over again…