Yes

I recently discovered (though I had noticed it somewhat before) that there is absolutely no chance of Jack White ever making me his bff.
I will give you a moment to regain your composure as you recover from this shocking news.
Okay, I'll now tell you why.
Listening to the song 'There's No Home For You Here', I realized as he reels off all the reasons he doesn't like this girl...that it's basically me.
"Waking up for breakfast (okay, maybe not that one), Burning matches (i don't know why, I just do...as I type this, there are three spent matches laying on my desk), Talking quickly (i'm infamous), Breaking baubles, Throwing garbage (I don't really do that), Drinking soda (soda junkie), Looking happy (I've been accused of appearing too happy), Taking pictures (uh...yeah), So completely stupid. Just go away."

So it has taken me a while to recover from that horrible blow but...time heals all wounds.
Or at least that's what I hear.

In other news I've started re-reading The Lord of the Rings.
It was kind of weird that I could no longer think of some parts, other then what happens in the movie so...
I also thought it would be fun to read it as an older person.
It's enjoyable and therapeutic, it's kind of...familiar.
Which is somewhat geeky and maybe even pathetic but there you have it.
It's probably yet another reason why Jack White and I will never be pals.

I had a dream last night where I ballroom danced with William Shatner.
He was the age he is now...so it wasn't like in a weird way.
It was just like the most obviously fun thing to do.
I've got a few people who I think it would be fun to dance with.
I'm not sure my waking self would have chosen William Shatner but hey...
I don't think there are many people who would turn down THAT opportunity.
Maybe Jack White...yet another reason.

So I should probably go.