Also, I like to think that when I'm sad or sick or something, Jane takes me into her arms like, "Come here, little one. Let your Neenee take care of you."
...and I'm honestly just feeling so soft thinking about that.
A concept: falling asleep wrapped around Jane like a human koala, her heart beating in my ears and her scent surrounding me.
Yes please. I need my Neenee.
Please don't laugh at me for this cause I'm already insecure enough, but I finally have something to call Jane other than by her name, Lady Jane, or wife: Neenee.
(My friend suggested Janey but my brain immediately shortened it for some reason...so...there we are.)
I'm so soft for Jane right now.
I've just discovered The Mysterious Benedict Society and its sequels and prequel.
I'm currently wearing a t-shirt that says IF LOST, PLEASE RETURN TO JANE LYNCH in colorful letters.
Day two of my WL rewatch. Tonight's episodes will be 3 and 4 for sure (and maybe 5 if I'm not too tired).
And in other news, I turn 31 tomorrow (but I doubt I have that many flavors).
I had a dream that WL was going to be done onstage in my city...but not with Jane or Anne. It was more like if WL was a play or musical.
If ever there was a time for a dream or several about Jane, this would be it.
