My heart does this thing where it jumps in my chest. If anything, the arteries should be anchors, but they're not. I get a new email and realize it's only notification of the book I've just bought. I'm reading White Noise by Delillo partially because I feel like I should and partially because I like Delillo. I've read The Body Artist, Falling Man, and Underworld. I especially liked Underworld, with all that trash piling up everywhere. Yesterday at work my boss and a coworker were discussing a novel and my boss said, "Tasha would know the author," and I was worried I wouldn't, but I did. I need to read more.