ARGGGH

It's three AM!!!
I've been trying to write this paper that's due tomorrow for about five hours now.
And all I seem to be able to do at the moment is read witty blogs, and ponder the dream I just had about being married to Jack White (aka best dream ever). All whilst listening to every Weepies song ever written.
Why am I not a music major?
I'd much rather stay up all night with a guitar and some score paper
Oh wait, I do that anyway.

Oh goodness I just love him.
In my dream we had boy/girl twins named "Desmond" and "Molly" a la Obla di Obla da. Which is strange, since I don't see Jack White being a huge Beatles fan.