Meg Dowell Writes

I can’t decide if today was a good day or a fabulously horrific day.

I know that might seem like an odd statement at first glance. But think about it. Sometimes you have “okay” days. Sometimes you have mildly descent days. Sometimes you have days so amazing you want to mark them in your journal (if you’re awesome enough to have one). And then there are “i don’t know” days. I think today was one of those days. My moods swung. It was uneventful yet memorable. I still don’t know why.

I do know one thing for sure: it’s Friday, and I am no longer mood-swinging. I’m tired, but relieved. I finally finished the second season of Gilmore Girls. FINALLY. I’m a tad bit upset that I don’t have the next seasons, but I’m pretty sure that if I did I would fail out of school. So I’ll wait.

I’m secretly stirring up another idea for a writing project (aka, novel). This time, it’s a good one. Or it will be. I think. Remember when I was trying to start another one a few weeks ago and that didn’t happen? Well now I know why. That idea was dumb. Anyway, this one is going to be a challenge. But I’m up for a challege, you know. And unlike last time, I’m in no hurry.

My teachers were good about giving me almost no homework this weekend. That gives me more time to work on my English paper. This needs to be worked on, by the way. Desperately.

Who’s ready for the Superbowl? I’m not.