Oh, hi Friday...

"No human can compose a love letter without seeming slightly insane. Love letters are like suicide notes -- if someone is in the emotional position to consider writing one, they're generally in the worst psychological position to make any cogent sense."-Chuck Klosterman

Not that its terribly relevant at the moment, and though it is taken from a book review, I find it a charmingly true observation...not that I'm going to provide any of mine as examples to underscore this hypothesis.

Anyway, here's the book I'm going out to buy tonight:



( you could order it right over here, darling.)

And here is an example of a love letter that I love:




Agghhh, I know. This mush is outta control. But its a beautiful poem. And we were on the subject of Love. So, its entierly excusible.

Pardon my inability to spell.

At any rate, I'll just let you go with the knowledge of exactly what my Llyod Dobbler would play outside my window (on an ipod touch...geez it would be hard to hear):

listen here....do it!

Happy Friday, loves.