This makes me really, really happy.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1318516/Johnny-Depps-surprise-visit-London-primary-school-Captain-Jack-Sparrow.html

Detritus

I just saw a dog and thought, "if that was my dog, his name would be Scruffy Watkins."

Listening to mixes made for you by friends is one of the next most heartwarming things to having those friends around you.

Philadelphia,
maneto,
land of squirrels as big as cats!

Supplies for the Ultimate Sunday Brunch (rough list)

Bacon, cayenne pepper, honey, whiskey, eggs, cheddar and manchego cheeses, hot sauce, cheap champagne, orange juice, coffee.

Oh fuck yes. It's gonna be a good weekend.

Another subject: is it possible to overdose on David Bowie?

The answer is no you dope, of course it isn't.

Here's what you missed.

Good red wine, "Riders on the Storm," salad-making. Sometimes that's just the way it goes.

gorgeous

photographs

To spell it out just once

I have no desire to be on the "cutting edge" of anything.

I wish only to filter through the deluge of every day and arrange a concrete structure, an understanding.

That's basically all there is to it.

Today

I cut my bangs last night and supposedly this makes me look younger. I am walkin' around the office today in a black dress and heels, and I'm listening to the Broken Flowers soundtrack, which has stuff on it like this:

Greenhornes, "There is an End"

Mulatu Astatqe, "Yekermo Sue"

Russian stuff is on my mind, and I've been secreting the occasional cigarette out of the Press in my bra.

The combination makes me feel a bit like a femme fatale. It's a good time.