une bonne nuit, une bonne jour

i'm terrible at dinner parties, i tell him.

i'm always saying the wrong thing.

there is no wrong thing, he says.

there is only you being out in the world.

{ from the kept man :: jami attenberg }

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last night i came home very late (we're talking middle-of-the-night late) to these THREE cadeaux on my doorstep.

the smallest, sweetest dab of friendship


one of my favorite chanteuses


CD/DVD set: Jason Mraz, live at the Eagles Ballroom


and this last cadeau i stayed up until 1 a.m. for --- the best and worst decision i've made so far this week. i couldn't resist. it even had an easy-pull tab to get the cellophane off the case --- i was meant to watch it on Monday evening / Tuesday morning. i just was.

not having experienced Jason Mraz for some time now (my love for him was initially associated with a certain person with whom my ties are now broken), i regret being away from him for so long. he is one of the most inspiring, freeing artists i've ever known. watching him perform makes me restless with joy.

there's something about the way you laugh

and it makes me feel like a child . . .

{mraz}

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today's pleasures:

- Neutrogena MoistureShine Lip Soother with Cooling Hydragel, SPF 20, in Glow
- Elfrida's pattern tags taped to the frame of my monitor (Elfrida's etsy shop)
- Keebler's fudge stripe cookies
- my white three-quarter sleeve summer cardigan
- silver band on my finger, silver bracelet on my wrist

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aspects of a life, they confuse me
you and your thesis amuse me
after an afternoon with you
{j.m.}