there are few things in life that smell better than an ice cream parlor.
that is, of course, you happen to be a fan of Eau-de-Dead French Girl.
for lack of linkage hiding at the moment and laziness:
http://www.apple.com/trailers/dreamworks/perfume/ check it for yourself.
and tonight reaffirmed my faith in friends, which had been lacking lately. (not the friends, but my faith) maybe this holiday business is getting to me :)
electric blankie is calling... goodnight, moon.