i'm a bit rusty at this. (and after much typing and retyping, that is the only sentence i could come up with.)

yes. i'm a bit rusty.

so. no more words.

instead, a little list of some people that i like this fine morning.

1. little people

2. sexy people

3. feline photographers are people too

fritz, and selected work from his portfolio

i put this thought down on paper today in bits and pieces.

now my fingers are black and full of glue.

morenewmath.com

i once knew a lot about insomnia. that wasnt so long ago.

but right now, i dont know anything about it at all.

this morning i visited postsecret.blogspot.com.

these are my favourites amongst the secrets they had up today.

the curtain closes over monday.

but first watch this animation. 'an eye for annai'.

by john klassen and dan rodrigues.

friday night was mareesa's birthday. it happens usually round once a year. this year was no different. (actually, the 28th was her birthday. we just ate on it friday eve). she decided to go chinese. i had dreams about the chicken i ate that night, because it was delicious. i took many pictures, but most of them were bad. these i could rescue. mostly people look pissed off in the photos, but often thats a natural reaction towards the person holding the camera.

and yes i was nervous.

photos by engenio recuenco.

your personal moon.

i dont know who took these (my russian is non-existant, alas) but they're amazing arent they?

my arms are empty but never my heart

by julianna swaney

i watched frida again yesterday. its really too amazing. (eg. some of the dresses, oh my goodness!) but here are a few frames that make me very happy inside indeed.

i read a book last year while in europe. actually i read a few. one i didnt like so much i left it at an airport. oslo i think. but this one i did like. also, notable about me is my habit of reading books with a pen in one hand, underlining parts that after i read them, change who i am. yes, i guess that makes me a book vandal also.

'sometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living'

jonathan safran foer, extremely loud and incredibly close.

courage.

one day alice came to a fork in the road and saw a cheshire cat in a tree. 'which road to i take?' she asked. 'where do you want to go?' was his response. 'i don't know,' alice answered. 'then,' said the cat. 'it doesn't matter.'

lewis carroll

when i grow up i want to be like

kate micucci

dear deer

the reason i wished my name was rex all last week.

this is awesome.

rex the dog - bubblicious

a weird sort of validation.

crazy. i finally sheepishly admitted this weekend that one of my very secret guilty pleasures is spooning dexter on the couch watching 'law and order' on the one channel that our telly bothers to pick up semi okayish (its a snowy winter all year round in our house).

and today! look what i found! a bit late for valentines day i regret, but still pretty darn awesome.

plus, now i know i'm not alone.

these lovely cards that say it all are by brandon bird.

wish i were here.

i am so tired today.

and i dont particularly want to be indoors right now.

or in the city.