our smallest adventures

my sweetness sent me an email. he said:

brent sent me this and said "a song about bess".

how cute. oh, how cute he is.





















and away to london he goes, where he will be recognised as the most brilliant of all the brilliance in the sky.

and, oh, love believe we could be complete...

i'm so tired of playing with this bow and arrow

the last month has been so happy, so stressful, so BIG. work is such a joke, it seems like the biggest bog down in the history of shitfuck. no light at the end of that sewage tunnel. but at least i got erika out here to help me out and share the aggravation. now she's leaving. too soon. too, too soon.

look at her beautiful self on the plane to melbourne:



in other exciting facets of my life (ok, shopping...), look what i got in chinatown!



my favourite letter paper is the one that says the space ship leaves from the south gate (or, to be precise - "the departure for space journey is at south gate"). that, and the one that says "i'm dreaming of having a fish". dude - who isn't??

then i scored big. three italo calvino and two haruki murakami books for under $100. mmmmmm....



today i found this painting that i LOVE LOVE LOVE. space kangaroos!! the story is printed on the back of the canvas.

easter bonnet or space helmet?

easter bonnet or space helmet?, originally uploaded by bess grant.