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today i'm listening to: vampire weekend - a-punk

today has been a day of pleasant and most welcome surprises

surprises and/or miracles

-such as this little zinger-

i found a nice man called rufus

he not only has a ticket to see the sold-out decemberists concert

but he would very much like to sell me aforementioned ticket.

needless to say, i am a happy girl

and will be celebrating this success and

my upcoming date/serenade with colin meloy

and all of his sideburned glory

here, try him out. try him on.

a taste, a snack, an amuse bouche of magnificence if you will:

"the one thing the world will never have enough of is the outrageous"

-salvador dali

in the long history of humankind, those who learned to collaborate and improvise most effectively have prevailed - charles darwin

there are some feelings

that dig their roots into your skin

and never let go

they swell

and blow you over

like wind and waves - jk

i'm not sure when my blog turned into such a

picture-book...

sorry folks.

maybe it's due to my recent lack of sleep.

insomnia: a noun [in-som-nee-uh]

prolonged and usually abnormal inability to obtain adequate sleep

sounds about rightish.

because 3am and i are becoming quite good friends as of late.

in fact - i think it's getting serious.

do you think it's wrong to admit

(i really just want to sleep with him?)

tonight - i'll take some advice from the great minnie miller:

"pop yourself a bottle of wine, i guarantee - if you make it to your bed, you'll hit it hard enough"

classic

and the woman's never steered me wrong

"sleep! oh, how i loathe those little slices of death" - edgar allen poe

"i dragged you back, a sleepy head" - passion pit

if you can't sleep, i'll be there in your dreams

i'll be there in your dreams if you can't sleep at all

and in your dreams, i'll touch your cheek

and lay my head on your shoulder

-she & him

cardboard chic

sleep that knits up the raveled sleeve of care

the death of each day's life, sore labour's bath

balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course

chief nourisher in life's feast

-william shakespeare

a book lover never goes to sleep alone.

in other (non)interest(ing) news -

london has gotten all kinds of cold again

just when i was really starting to love no-glove weather too.

maybe if i were more prepared?

so i decided to do some online-stopping

note: online stopping quite different from online shopping.

here's a smattering of warm-theme-ish things i've "stopped":

how can life be bad in a monster sweatshirt!?

or try this little treat, a dog-tag kimono by artist do-ho suh:

protective face-wear is also important when combating cold weather's claws

a-la isabella blow (BG*)

*before lady gaga

if this sweater were a person,

i'd probably get in trouble for stalking it..

mom always swore by turtlenecks, layers, and spiky boots...

by eva nyiri:

done and done. a duvet dress. i'll get some sleep AND stay warm.

online stopping = success

and i love me some happy endings

alicia - how big is the universe?

nash - infinite

alicia - how do you know?

nash - i know because all the data indicates it's infinite

alicia - but it hasn't been proven yet?

nash - no.

alicia - how do you know for sure?

nash - i don't, i just believe it

alicia - it's the same with love i guess.

-a beautiful mind

is a beautiful movie

i hope you all have a truly lovely day.

i'm going to eat flapjacks, chip my nail polish, and send soup-cans with string across the ocean.

xoxo. -jess