Nothing says "Have a great weekend!" like a little playful sacrilege.

So much work to be done...but she sure is beautiful.

Nothing reminds me of the simple, transcendent pleasures of life like a beautiful, endless blanket of snow. This must be the closest time could ever get to standing still.

I've been feeling weird lately...not quite myself...or maybe too much myself for my own good. My self-confidence has been so shaky and I'm trying not to retreat. I need to be in a different place so badly right now.



PS: Check out my lady's tumblr. It makes me happy.

It's the weekend. You know what that means...

Just ordered a new book...



I'm excited.

My dear Miss Mizoo is here next week! We're gonna go here to see lots of great music, wonderful art, and beautiful people.

When life gives you lemons, you grind them shits in the garbage disposal to keep your kitchen sink from smelling like rotten trash. Then you drink some tea and play some more Scrabble with your lady. At least that's what I do.



PS: Who here doesn't like ice cream?



OK, besides maybe this guy...

The longer I go between blogs, the more I feel obligated to make it something thoughtful.

Instead, I'm just going to say that I am:

VERY busy

VERY happy

VERY much in LOVE

Hope all is well with you guys.

PS: Road trip?